The maid auntie also didn't understand what Feng Ciye meant, so she truthfully said: "Yes, I often see the eldest of the Feng Family come over here to deliver snacks to the ancestral hall. Isn't it a waste to throw them away? Miss, please don't be angry."
Mu Qingmei's expression became very peculiar, but she waved her hand and said: "I'm not blaming you, I was just asking. It's good not to waste. Nanny Zhou, help clean up and head down."
The auntie immediately beamed with joy, smiling as she went to get the vacuum to tidy up the snacks.
Mu Qingmei looked at Feng Ciye's smiling face, somewhat at a loss for words.
This... this is the first time she knew!
The eldest of the Feng Family often sent snacks to her family's old house...
More astonishingly, to the Mu Family's old house.
Probably even Feng Huaimu doesn't run to the Feng Family ancestral hall so diligently, right?
