Grandma Yao had already prepared new clothes for Gu Lingling, and not only that, she also made a set for Zhao Si'en.
Ever since meeting Zhao Si'en, Grandma Yao had taken a liking to this pitiful girl, so whenever she made clothes for her granddaughter, she made a set for her too, treating Zhao Si'en as if she were her own granddaughter.
When Gu Lingling and Gu Chunhai arrived, Grandma Yao was overjoyed, but seeing what they were carrying, she started to complain, "We're family, why bring anything? Don't do this anymore in the future."
Today, Grandma Yao's household was making steamed buns and rolls. The filling for the buns was already prepared, and they'd start working on it in the afternoon when the dough rose, "Our Lingling truly has a deft hand."
The folds in the buns she made looked even better than those by the chefs in state-run restaurants.
Yao Jingsong pursed lips on the side.
Bun making really wasn't something he was good at. Clearly, it seemed easy watching Gu Lingling do it, but for him, it was incredibly difficult.
One wrong move and the filling would spill out.
"Alright, you go play," Grandma Yao really couldn't watch any longer.
"Grandma," Yao Jingsong whispered, "when the buns and rolls are steamed, can I take some out?"
"For whom?" Grandma Yao asked, not even glancing at her grandson.
"A buddy of mine, just got back from the Capital City; he's all alone with nothing to eat," Yao Jingsong replied.
"Alright, once they're ready you can take some to him. The poor child." Grandma Yao always had compassion for children without family, just like Zhao Si'en.
Gu Lingling glanced at Yao Jingsong but said nothing.
Once the buns were steamed, she pulled Yao Jingsong aside as he was about to go out, "What's your friend's name? What does he do?"
In the previous life, Yao Jingsong had spent his days with a gang of delinquents. Later, due to a deadly fight, they were all arrested and put in jail. By the time Gu Lingling died, Yao Jingsong hadn't been released.
But the incident had greatly affected Grandma Yao and Yao Zhenjiang, especially Grandma Yao, who, after experiencing her issue, was hit with another when Yao Jingsong's happened, not long after she passed away.
In this life, Gu Lingling would never let him fall in with those delinquents again. Chapters fırst released on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝔫𝔢𝔱
"You…" Yao Jingsong originally wanted to snap 'mind your own business,' but seeing Gu Lingling's worried expression, and thinking of her changes recently, he softened and awkwardly explained, "It's just that Zhui Zi, you know him."
Zhui Zi was the one he got into a fight with last time, and through an encounter with an escaped convict, they got to know each other from that incident.
Gu Lingling knew that Zhui Zi had a missing sister in Qin City whom he searched for several times a year.
"He's back," Gu Lingling nodded, "how long is he staying? Is what you're giving him enough to eat?"
"It should be enough." If everyone took a bit of food from home, it should be enough to tide him over for a few days.
Gu Lingling waved him off and advised, "Go on, don't wander around unnecessarily."
Yao Jingsong rolled his eyes at her.
Though they were the same age, why was he the one constantly getting treated like a child?
If it were in the past, Yao Jingsong would've been fed up already.
But now, being nagged by Gu Lingling, he actually found it quite comforting, especially when he brought the snacks she made to their little group, seeing the looks of admiration from those little eyes.
Yao Jingsong felt that having Gu Lingling as a sister wasn't so bad after all.