As Zhou Yao was eating the last glutinous rice ball, Mother Zhou ran out. "Zhiyuan, you..."
Mother Zhou's words came to an abrupt end because she saw her daughter-in-law feeding her son. Mother Zhou was at a loss for words.
She didn't know whether to leave or not.
"Mom." Leng Zhiyuan quickly withdrew her hand. She was also a little embarrassed. "What do you need?"
"Grandma!" At this moment, Zhou Sileng pounced over and hugged Mother Zhou's thigh. He raised his fair little face and said in a crisp voice, "Grandma, daddy is such a kid. Mommy fed me glutinous rice balls, and daddy also wants mommy to feed him."
"Hh, haha..." Mother Zhou looked at her grandson and smiled awkwardly. She kept mumbling to herself, "Just get used to it, just get used to it..."
Leng Zhiyuan didn't know what to say.
