The fish caught were not very large. Grandma May swiftly grilled the first string of small fish, then proceeded to grill the second string.

Grandma May said to some old friends, “The weather is a bit cold; would you like to drink a few drinks to warm yourself up?”

“Old Madam York.” When Sam heard that Grandma May actually wanted to drink two drinks, he immediately stopped him. “Old Madam York, don’t drink.””If the young master knows about it, it’s my fault for not taking good care of yours.”

Grandma May said, “How would Zack know if you didn’t tell him? Zack is becoming more and more like his grandpa, taking care of everything.”

Grandma May complained, and Zachary started to take care of her.

The old ladies laughed and said, “The young master is caring about Grandma May’s health. At our age, it is better to drink less.”

Grandma May said, “It’ll be fine if we drink some fruit wine. Sam, go get two bottles of fruit wine. It’s not satisfying to have barbecue without wine.”

Sam did not object again. He called back to the villa and asked someone to send a few bottles of fruit wine.

In addition to eating the fish he caught, Sam also prepared other barbecue food for the old ladies.

not yet entered kindergarten were

juice for

this kind of life,

next year, her first

to a cute little girl and touched her braid. “The bigger a little girl is, the cuter she is.” Her eyes are sparkling. Your

the sausage and thanked her sweetly:

smiled lovingly and said, “What else do you want to eat? I’ll

“drumstick.”

Grandma May and was not afraid at all. If she wanted to eat grilled

I’ll give it to you first. “Grandmother York, please consume the grilled sausages before I do so; I will

wanted to grill the chicken legs now. She also said, “When I get older, I can bake chicken legs. I will bake delicious food

Several old ladies laughed.

this little girl, Lydia, for her

felt a little embarrassed by the praise and

to Sam and followed him. Wherever Sam went,

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