The two didn't talk much about past events. Only the hot water for washing dishes in the pot gradually boiled, and the steam enveloped them. Their figures drew closer, becoming indistinguishable.
By the time Qin Ningyi followed Huo Rou into the living room, Grandma Yao had already seen the signs.
Previously, Huo Rou had been stiff and hesitant about Qin Ningyi's advances. Now, their interactions had become natural.
Furthermore, she keenly noticed the moist affection in Huo Rou's eyes and the even more doting expression in Qin Ningyi's.
Alright, so there was no longer any hope for her son or Qiao Yushan.
Children and grandchildren have their own fortunes. Grandma Yao never forced things in this regard. She and Grandpa Nong had only called Yao Jian back for an opportunity.
"Grandma Yao, I have something I want to discuss with you. Is that alright?" Qin Ningyi got straight to the point. Since she was an elder who had spent many years with Huo Rou, he didn't need to beat around the bush.
Grandma Yao looked at Huo Rou, puzzled. Was this person not here for Little Miss Huo?
Huo Rou also didn't know Qin Ningyi's purpose for coming. He had only told her that he would handle things.
Grandpa Nong looked at the eyes of Grandma Yao and Huo Rou, coughed, and made the decision for Grandma Yao. He relaxed his brow and said softly, "Go ahead."
"Since this child says so, he must have something important. He saved us just now, so you should listen. If you can help, do so."
He had witnessed the compatibility between Qin Ningyi and Huo Rou. Because of how well he treated Huo Rou, their elder generation should do their best to help if he needed it.
"Be good, you stay here." Before leaving, Qin Ningyi gently stroked Huo Rou's cheek. After confirming that Huo Rou was indeed Youyou, he had a strong desire to do this action he had wanted to do since childhood.
An An, blushing, sat next to Grandpa Nong. He watched Qin Ningyi's action, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Seeing him like this, Grandpa Nong couldn't help but pinch him. An An didn't shy away; he was completely immersed in joy. "Hehe, Grandpa Nong."
An An smiled and hugged Grandpa Nong's large hand, leaning on his leg with a look of happiness.
Before, at home, his father and mother were also affectionate, but never like this. His father treated his mother just as he treated him, and his mother clearly accepted it without pulling away.
This was the first time he had ever seen it.
It felt like something had changed.
Huo Rou gently nudged Qin Ningyi's hand. "Okay."
Whatever it was, if he didn't want her to know, he must have his reasons.
Grandma Yao took Qin Ningyi to the study.
"Come in and sit down." Grandma Yao walked directly to the desk, her eyes gentle and kind as she used a bookmark to mark the place in the book Huo Rou had been reading, then put it away.
Qin Ningyi immediately spotted the notebook filled with notes beneath the book.
The handwriting was bold and unrestrained, free and casual. So free, so effortless.
Huo Rou was at ease here.
Qin Ningyi felt relieved and went to help Grandma Yao tidy up.
Grandma Yao glanced at him, thinking how capable this young man was, even tidying up efficiently. "What is it, young man? Tell me."
Qin Ningyi was glancing at the sentences about medicinal herbs written on Huo Rou's notes in his hand. The doubt in his heart had not yet arisen, and a fleeting thought was interrupted by Grandma Yao's words before it could be grasped, leaving no trace.
He closed the notebook, put it aside, and said, "I need a medicinal herb to save my grandfather. Due to the season, perhaps only you in the whole country can find it."
"Oh?" Grandma Yao squinted and thought for a moment.
Indeed, with Huo Rou's help, she had overcome the cultivation problems of several medicinal herbs, even achieving off-season cultivation. "What herb do you need? Let me see?"
She wasn't sure if she had it. The ones grown in the greenhouse and laboratory were only a few, and they were planted with Huo Rou previously.
Speaking of medicinal herbs, Huo Rou's backyard had them all year round! Why would they not invite the esteemed "Little Medicine King" and instead invite her, an old herb farmer?
Qin Ningyi told Grandma Yao the name, and Grandma Yao's brow immediately furrowed.
"What's wrong?" Seeing her expression, Qin Ningyi had a bad premonition and asked.