"You've eaten, now let's discuss. Continue talking, I'll go find Tingfan. Tingfan's in the inner room, right?" Li Guifen swept her gaze around them, not seeing Song Tingfan.
Lin Qiao nodded, "He's tidying up inside."
Upon hearing this, Li Guifen headed towards the inner room. At the door, she saw the man folding the woman's clothes, and she cheerfully called out, "Tingfan, are you busy?"
"Not busy."
Song Tingfan put down what he was holding, then found a stool for her to sit, "Mom, you haven't eaten, have you? I'll make something for you."
"I've eaten, I've eaten, had breakfast early today." Li Guifen placed the basket on the stool, inside was a pot of soup, she added, "Made some soup to nourish you, it's warm, the perfect temperature to drink."
"Thanks, Mom, I'll get a bowl."
Song Tingfan naturally knew what kind of soup it was, and he quickly went out and came back with a bowl and spoon. He served a bowl of soup and drank it under Li Guifen's watchful gaze.
