After staring at the Gundam model for a long time, Edith was soon engrossed at assembling the model.
In the end, she didn't even realize that her friend had come over and knocked on her son's door for a while.
It was Alex who broke her concentration by waving his small hand in front of her. "Auntie Edith!"
Seeing that her eyesight was blocked by the little boy's hand, Edith then looked up. "Huh? What's up?"
"Mummy said dinner is ready," Alex said as he stared back at her with his wide eyes.
Edith lifted her head and saw her friend leaning on the door, watching her. She lifted her right hand, showing all five fingers and said, "Five more minutes. I'm trying to piece this thing together, and then we can have dinner together."
Lily peeked at the small pieces scattered on the table, waiting to be assembled and clicked her tongue disapprovingly. She sauntered into the room and crouched down next to her friend. "Is it fun? Why do I have this feeling that you were secretly enjoying yourself helping my son to assemble this model?" She picked up a piece of unknown part and put it back.
"I don't know why you didn't like doing this," Edith said without looking up. Her gaze focused on piecing up the small part in her hands together. "Building these models can be quite relaxing."
"What relaxing? It's obviously very frustrating."
"That's only because you're not patient enough."
Lily replied to her with a snort.
Sometimes she wished that her husband has never introduced building these models to their son. The father and son clearly enjoyed spending their time together building a Gundam model. Now, Alex's room was full of those models.
But that was not the reason why she was complaining. Because she did not enjoy this kind of activity, Lily found that she was unable to join in the fun whenever the father and son spent their time building this Gundam model.
Lily watched as her son glued a small part of the model with her friend's help and felt a tinge of jealousy that she could never enjoy being a part of this activity.
Just wait until she had a daughter later on. She will ensure that she and her daughter shared so many similarities and hobbies that the father and son will be jealous of them.
Fifteen minutes later, the three of them walked into the dining room where varieties of food spread across the table. Edith winced when the aroma of spicy food filled the air. Just by smelling the air could make her sweat.
"You really go all out for this, huh?" Edith said as she pulled her chair and sit down. She looked at the food on the table and noticed that there were two types of soup stock. One big pot with contained spicy broth and a small pot contained non-spicy broth.
"It's not like I get to eat spicy hot pot every day," Lily complained. "Every time Ethan wanted to have hot pot, I have to lower the spice level. I could not even taste the spice!"
Edith peeked at the soup stock and frowned at the color. "Just how spicy did you make this? I still have to work tomorrow. I don't want to end up with diarrhea."
Lily Zhao rolled her eyes. "You're thinking too much, It was not as spicy as they look."
Soon the three of them started having their dinner. Despite the bright, red color of the soup, Edith was glad that the soup was not as spicy as she had expected.
"That's right. How's your grandpa? Is he well?" Lily asked as they began to eat.
"He's fine." Edith blew at a piece of meat before she stuffed it into her mouth. "He's enjoying his retirement quite well. He's been going out with his friends every day, fishing."
Lily laughed. "That's good. At least he's doing something with his free time."
Edith shook her head. "It wasn't long ago when he was admitted to the hospital for his back pain. What was he doing going out every day to fish? He didn't even like eating them."
"It was only a way for him to spend time with his buddies," Lily pointed out. "Your grandpa will be fine. He has built his body strong enough after years serving in the police force." She picked up a piece of broccoli and placed them in Alex's bowl. "Alex said that Hazel went back to kindergarten."
"En," Edith nodded slowly. "It has been a week since she started to come back to kindergarten."
"How is that little girl?" Lily asked. As a mother, of course, she was worried about the little girl's well being. Moreover, Hazel Mo was also her son's classmates. She had met that little girl a few times and adored her cuteness.
Edith paused as she thought of her little student. "She seemed okay. Although not as cheerful as she used to."
"That's good. Who's looking after her now? I thought her grandparents had stayed in the countryside not too long ago for the sake of Chairman Mo's health."
"She's staying with her uncle."
Lily raised her brow. "Neil Mo?"
"En," Edith nodded again. "What do you know about him?"
"I probably have met him on a few occasions but I did not know him that well. Ethan and Neil Mo were not from the same field of business. Our circle of friends is also different. I heard that Neil kept a small social circle, and because of that, most people would say he's not very approachable."
"There's nothing wrong with keeping a small social circle."
Lily nodded. "True. But some people also said that Neil Mo is an emotionless robot because he barely smiled. The differences between Neil and Hazel's father can be compared to an iceblock and warm ray of sunshine."
"You're exaggerating." Edith laughed. She had encountered the two men briefly and knew that there was probably some truth in it.
When she met the late Adam Mo in the past, the man would always wear a smile on his face. His elder brother, on the contrary, was not someone who would spare anyone a smile.
"Tsk. It was others' words. Not mine." Lily stuffed a piece of cooked meat into her mouth and sighed with satisfaction as the spice spread through her mouth.