"Great! These rice stalks are really nice! Tantan, how many did you press? Pack a bag for me before I leave."
Song Tan was serving tea, and upon hearing this, she nodded, "Grandpa, eat as much as you want, there's plenty of it. We'll pack a bag for you when you leave."
Then she brought the tea over, "Grandma, you should eat quickly too, it smells really good. If your mouth gets dry, just have some water."
Grandma looked at her and then at the mix of people squeezing into the courtyard. She wanted to say something but stopped, sighing softly.
Song Tan didn't care about what Grandma was thinking. At this moment, people from Qiaoqiao's streaming platform had come over, so she simply pulled over a few benches for everyone to sit on, with tea ready. Then she enthusiastically invited everyone, "Don't be shy, we invited you here to experience the rural flavor. Eat as much as you like."
What she said was quite ripe for criticism.
