Chapter 43

"What kind of food do you like, Ariella?" the old lady asked. "I'm not picky, pretty much okay with everything." "That's good. Just like Lucian, never fussy about food. Look how strong he's grown." The moment Lucian's name came up, Ariella's face stiffened like she'd been caught doing something wrong. She quickly lowered her head and focused on picking up food. "What a waste though. All that strength, and not even a seed planted after all these years." Now it was Ariella's face turning bright red. "Grandma, were you a farmer before? You keep bringing up planting seeds-try not to stress over our farming schedule, just eat more so you'll have energy to supervise us!" Ryan tried to lighten the mood, clearly noticing the two women getting a bit flustered. After dinner, the old lady went for her usual nap. She pulled Ariella aside for a short chat before asking Dylan's mom to help her lie down. The old man was off out of town for a chess event that would take a few days, so he wasn't home t