Wu Shufen walked into the kitchen and overheard them. "Little Lan, who's making farmhouse-style food?"
Lin Lan, holding a platter with the fish, smiled. "I was saying you could open a restaurant that specializes in farmhouse-style food!"
Pleased by her daughter's praise, Wu Shufen's eyes crinkled into a smile. "Everyone knows how to make farmhouse food. Who would find it that special?"
Little Douzi raised his hand. "I do! Grandma's cooking is the best."
"If Little Douzi likes it, Grandma will make it for you every day," Wu Shufen said with a laugh.
By the time Lin Guoliang and his brother got back, Li Xiangyang had arrived with the old Mrs. and Dandan.
From the old Mrs.'s expression, Lin Lan knew the police hadn't told her about Ding Bang's injury. She remembered what he had told her and kept quiet about it.
Wu Shufen happily went up to them, taking the old Mrs.'s hand. "Come in, come in and sit down!"
The old Mrs. chuckled. "You finished cooking, and we're here to enjoy it."
