Reborn in 2006, I met Mr. Zhou from the past.

Zhou Chenyu lowered her eyes and took the bag, her fingertips touching its still-warm touch: "Actually, you don't have to do this. You can eat anytime..."

But what he really wanted to say was: You don't have to be so serious about everything. You don't have to repay everyone's kindness. You'll just make life exhausting.

"If I don't keep my word, I'll always remember it." Su Fengnan smiled a little embarrassedly. "I just happened to have some free time, so please don't mind, Teacher Zhou."

Seeing her slightly tired yet still bright smile, Zhou Chenyu felt a pang of sympathy. He accepted the young girl's kindness.

"Okay, have you eaten yet?" he asked upon hearing the voice.

"I've already eaten," Su Fengnan nodded.

Actually, she cooked the dishes on an empty stomach. By the time she finished everything, the hunger had long passed, and she felt weak all over and too tired to move.

"Then you go back and rest first, I'll come over and give you a lesson in a bit."

Su Fengnan obediently responded and turned to go upstairs.

Zhou Chenyu returned home carrying the bag and casually hid it on the kitchen cabinet—he was joking, he couldn't bear to take it out for these guys to eat.

But just as he finished putting things down and sat back down at the table, an exaggerated exclamation drew everyone's attention.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

"Zhou Chenyu, Brother Yu, these ribs smell so good, they must be delicious. You actually hid them, that's so unfair." It was Mu Yang who spoke. He had noticed Zhou Chenyu coming in with something, but he just wanted to quietly see what it was. He didn't expect to find two boxes of food.

Zhou Chenyu's forehead twitched, and he was furious, but there was nothing he could do since he had already been discovered. He could only sigh helplessly and decided to just take it out and have everyone eat it together.

He first put a piece of spare rib on his grandmother's plate. The old lady had good teeth, and the meat was tender and juicy. She ate three pieces, then two pieces of pork hock. The rest were all snatched up by the young men.

"Yu'er, which friend of yours made this dish? It tastes good. I want to eat it next time. Can you ask him to make it for me?" the old lady asked.

Hearing this, Zhou Chenyu was delighted and said, "Grandma likes to eat it. I'll invite her over to cook it for her next time."

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere at the table instantly became awkward.

"Brother Yu," Mu Yang grinned, deliberately drawing out his words, "your friend who can cook, is she a girl?"

Suddenly, everyone's gossipy eyes turned to Zhou Chenyu, all wanting to know if she was a girl.

"Yu'er, how's that girl? Why don't you invite her over sometime?" Grandma chimed in.

Zhou Chenyu, feeling troubled, glared at Mu Yang and then said to her grandmother, "Grandma, don't listen to Mu Yang's nonsense. It's not true. This dish was made to thank a friend for helping me out."

He paused, then said helplessly, "I originally wanted to save it for my grandma alone, but now it's all gone to the rest of them."

"Hahaha... Alright then, let's all try it together." Grandma waved her hand happily.

"Wait a minute, Brother Yu," Mu Yang's eyes darted around, and he blurted out, "Was it that little girl from the other day?"

These words reignited the curiosity at the table, and everyone's eyes were once again fixed on Zhou Chenyu's face, waiting for him to continue.

Zhou Chenyu took a deep breath and gritted her teeth as she squeezed out a few words: "Eat. Mu Yang, do you not want to participate in the competition anymore?"

With his lifeline precisely controlled, Mu Yang instantly became obedient, shutting his mouth and daring not to utter another sound.

The meal was a pleasant one for both host and guests.

Mu Yang wanted to take his two friends to a different place, so Zhou Chenyu asked Jiang Shaoqing to take them to a newly opened bar in Zijiang.

"Brother Yu, aren't you coming with us?" Mu Yang asked.

"You guys go ahead, I have something to do, I'll come find you later."

Mu Yang smiled slyly, his eyes darting around, and whispered in Zhou Chenyu's ear, "Brother Yu, something's not right with you. Do you have a girl you like?"

Zhou Chenyu's eyes darkened: "If you don't behave, the cooperation is null and void."

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more, alright?" Mu Yang raised his hands in surrender.

"Let's go, let's go first. Chen Yu will be here in a bit, we'll wait for you." Jiang Shaoqing said, pulling Mu Yang out.

As soon as they left, the two team members behind them quickly followed, and the room became quiet and less noisy.

At this moment, Zhou Chenyu walked up to her grandmother and apologized: "Grandma, I'm sorry, I disturbed you tonight."

Grandma chuckled, "No way, Grandma's happy. There's too little liveliness at home. It would be nice if your friends came over more often; it would make the house more lively."

Although his grandmother was happy, Zhou Chenyu's mood was still low. During the years he was away studying and starting his own business, he rarely came back to see his grandmother. When he did come back, he would only stay for a few days before leaving again, and he hadn't paid any attention to whether his grandmother's health was actually good.

If she hadn't suddenly fainted this time, and his uncle hadn't called to tell him, he wouldn't have even considered coming back to be with his grandmother. It's just that he wasn't attentive enough and didn't care enough about her.

"Grandma, I'll be there for you from now on. They're too noisy."

"Haha... Alright, then let Yu'er keep you company."

The grandmother and granddaughter sat on the sofa chatting casually, just like when they were teenagers returning home from school, listening to the grandmother's gentle teachings.

Zhou Chenyu watched her grandmother drink her medicine before leaving the house.

It was late at night.

Su Fengnan sat quietly at her desk, writing characters with a calligraphy brush, her expression extremely focused.

She wore a light green floral print sundress with a beige thin knit cardigan over it. Her long, black hair fell naturally and smoothly down her back, with a few wisps falling around her temples. Sitting there, she exuded gentleness and beauty.

The guqin music playing on the computer added a touch of tranquility to the young woman's mind and body as she devoutly copied scriptures.

An hour ago, Su Fengnan returned home after delivering the food box, ate dinner, quickly took a shower to wash away the smell of cooking oil, changed into a clean dress, and then took out a brush, ink, and Xuan paper in the study to start copying scriptures.

The brushes, ink, and Xuan paper she bought during her summer vacation in Ruicheng will definitely be used now that she's back. She hasn't copied scriptures all vacation, and it feels like something's missing; she just doesn't feel right.

At that moment, she was completely absorbed in copying scriptures and was so engrossed that she was unaware that someone had entered her home.

Zhou Chenyu arrived at Su Fengnan's door and found it ajar. He pushed the door open and went inside. The lights were on, but he couldn't hear any voices. Only the guqin version of "Erquan Yingyue" echoed in the room.

He casually closed the door and walked towards the study. As he drew closer, the faint scent of ink, accompanied by the lingering sound of a zither, wafted towards him. What came into view was Su Fengnan writing.

Zhou Chenyu was somewhat reluctant to break the tranquility and hesitated at the door for a moment. But he was also very curious about what the little girl was writing, so he finally stepped closer to Su Fengnan.

Hearing footsteps, Su Fengnan looked up, smiled, and quickly greeted them:

"Teacher Zhou, you arrived so quickly?"