Mom Su, while holding Ruanruan with a heartache, soon had a steaming bowl of dumplings brought to them.
"Grandma, aren't you eating? And where's Dad?"
Su Yan sat down, "Dad isn't hungry right now, you, on the other hand, might be hungry because of all the energy you spent playing with everyone, go ahead and eat."
Ruanruan obediently started eating, picking up a dumpling with her chopsticks, pouting her little mouth to blow on it a few times before biting into it; it was still a bit hot, so the little one ate while sticking her tongue out.
Su Yan leaned over, "Give me the chopsticks, let Dad feed you."
Feeding his daughter, he could do that.
Therefore, Mom Su just sat on the side, watching her own son tenderly pick up dumplings, blow on them until they cooled a bit, and then carefully feed them to Ruanruan.
At first, he couldn't quite get the hang of it and kept messing up Ruanruan's little mouth with oil, then hurriedly reaching for tissues to wipe her mouth.
