On his second day back at the Zhao Mansion, Lu Yuan was already busy in the kitchen.
Song Meiqin didn't go to the factory either, choosing to stay at the Zhao Mansion instead.
Her nephew had just returned, after all. She had to dote on him a little.
Song Meiqin was also in the kitchen, watching from the sidelines as Lu Yuan prepared the Snow Clams.
There was no way Song Meiqin was going to kill those Snow Clams.
Even though the Snow Clams were small, in Song Meiqin's eyes, they were no different from toads.
'Compared to a toad, what's the difference? Other than their skin being a bit smoother and their color a bit whiter, there isn't one!'
Lu Yuan plucked a Snow Clam from the basket and waved it playfully in front of Aunt Song.
Song Meiqin was from a wealthy family; she had never encountered anything like this in her life.
This stunt sent Aunt Song stumbling backward with a shriek. "My dear nephew, don't you scare me with that thing! I'm terrified just looking at it."
