She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"How could he be malnourished? You are such a worrying child."

Sure enough, the old man became anxious when he heard that Manshu was malnourished.

"How about you live at home from now on, and Grandpa asks the kitchen to make nutritious meals for you? Your senior year is crucial. If you don't get enough nutrition, how can your body survive?"

Mr. Yan proposed without thinking.

He was eager for his granddaughter to live in his home.

Of course, if his granddaughter insisted on living with Grandma Yan, there was nothing he could do.

I can only find a way to trick it back.

"Grandpa, I eat very well at home. Grandma cooks soup for me in various ways. If you don't believe me, ask Uncle San."

Manshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Of course she knew that the old man was not blaming Grandma Yan for not taking good care of the child, but she still couldn't help but speak up for Grandma Yan.

Yan Zhan nodded seriously.

He had eaten at Yan's house several times, and it was true that Grandma Yan was beyond reproach.

Maybe when they were in the countryside, there weren't so many fancy tricks, and the old lady could only cook a few more eggs for her granddaughter.

After all, Grandma Yan still has to keep some of her pension for Manshu to go to college.

But now that I have money, things are different. I can cook three meals a day in different ways.

Grandma Yan’s cooking skills are pretty good, and she’s willing to spend money, so the food she prepares for Manshu is pretty good, although not as luxurious as what the rich families eat.

"I know, but you need to cure your malnutrition."

The old man felt relieved when he heard that Manshu now called him grandpa without any unfamiliarity.

However, he knew it would be difficult to convince Manshu to stay at home, so he took a step back.

"How about this, I'll have someone deliver meals to you at noon and in the afternoon, and you can eat at home in the morning and evening. Come home on weekends, and grandpa will have someone make nutritious meals for you?"

"This..." Manshu really didn't know how to answer.

The old man wished he could deliver three meals a day, and Grandma Yan wished she could feed her five meals a day.

However, Manshu refused: "Grandpa, let's talk about this later. If you decide like this, grandma will be sad. Besides, there is Siyu. Are you only giving it to me and not to her?"

I just want to see how you can keep things fair.

Little did they know that Old Master Yan took it for granted: "Your sister Siyu has been well-fed since she was a child, eats fine food, and has a good body. For her, suffering is a form of exercise."

Anyway, you will have to endure this suffering sooner or later.

Manshu's face was filled with black lines: Does Yan Siyu know that you think this way?

If Yan Siyu saw the old man asking his family to bring her food, she would probably be so jealous that her eyes would turn red.

"But if she wants, her family will send it to her, so you don't have to worry about it."

At this point, Mr. Yan's eyes were already cold.

These days, he has heard a lot of glorious stories about Yan Siyu.

First, she accepted an interview, which directly pushed Manshu to the forefront. Then, she retreated to advance, moved out of Yan's house, and applied to live in the school, making people think that it was Manshu who drove her out of Yan's house. Then she posted the big-character poster.

Yan Siyu has never been at peace because of these things.

He had never realized before that he had raised a girl who was more cunning than a lotus root.

Yan Siyu was still waiting at home at this time. She didn't know if someone was talking about her behind her back, and she sneezed loudly.

The house has been decorated for a banquet, all in preparation for tomorrow's family reunion banquet.

Yan Siyu secretly went to see the room prepared for Manshu at home, but it was actually not as spacious as the one she lived in because two rooms were connected.

But Manshu's room was upstairs, on the same floor as Yan Zhan.