Gu Jiaojiao was gratified to see that her disabled yet resolute grandnephew was so well-mannered.
"Ziquan, you've been through a morning of check-ups. You must be tired. We should take you home for lunch first."
"I'm not tired. Aunt-Grandmother, if you're coming to my place for lunch, we'll head back to the compound first. If not, then we should take you home. I hear your husband is a great cook. Are you worried I'm trying to freeload a meal?"
"That's not it. I just don't know if Shu Ci has gone home to cook."
'Gu Jiaojiao really missed her cell phone from her past life right now. It would be so much more convenient with a phone. If you wanted to know something, you just had to make a call.'
"So you don't know if your husband is home either? In that case, why don't you come to our place for lunch?"
"You've already had your acupuncture for today. I'll check my schedule tomorrow and give you a call."
