"Yes, I too fondly remember the dumplings made by my sister-in-law," Jiang Qiuyan said nostalgically.
"I can't replicate the taste of mom's cooking either," Ying Qiong said with a wry smile, "It's quite embarrassing to say, even though I'm the older sister, I was never interested in cooking. To be honest, Xiao Sixth was better at it than I was. Xiao Sixth wasn't interested in cooking either, but he was willing to stay with mom in the kitchen, picking up a little bit here and there."
Jiang Qiuyan looked at her.
Back then, no one dared mention Xiao Sixth at home, but today, for some reason, Ying Qiong brought him up herself.
Ying Qiong brought it up, but Qiuyan didn't dare to freely engage in conversation.
Today, after Fourth Master and Seventh Master went to see Old Master Jiang, they came out with somewhat subtle expressions, and suddenly, the house became quieter.
In her judgment, it was probably because Old Master Jiang didn't seem to be in grave danger.
