"I didn't say anything. I'm just worried about leaving the pastries in this room. The rats here are big enough to make off with them. These were bought by Jianjun for his grandparents, and the child's filial piety shouldn't be wasted."
After saying this, she called Qin Jianjun to leave with her.
Qin Jianjun noticed the tense atmosphere between his mother and his aunt, which left him even more confused.
He knew his mother didn't think highly of his aunt because of previous incidents involving her and their fourth aunt, but he'd never seen them so openly at odds.
After all, his uncle is his father's own brother.
Is his mother really going to take the box of pastries away?
Is it appropriate to take away what he brought for his grandparents?
Seeing him look bewildered from one person to another, Mrs. Qin spoke up, "Jianjun, keep it with you. When I want to eat, I'll come to your room to get it. It'll be a chance to see my eldest grandson."
"Okay, sure, Grandma."
