The television drama was still playing, and Xia Wanyuan watched it with a serious face. Although the plot was awkward, she wanted to learn how modern people acted.
By the time the episode was over, Xia Yu had finally finished his meal. He looked at the clean bowls and dishes.
Jun Yin blinked. "Uncle, you can really eat."
"Ahem," Xia Yu touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment. It was the first meal he had after fighting someone. How could he not be hungry?
After Xia Yu was done eating, Xia Wanyuan waved at Xiao Bao. "Let's go back, Xiao Bao."
"Rest well. Just send me a message on WeChat if you have any cravings."
"Okay." There was no free lunch in the world. Xia Yu was rarely obedient.
"Uncle, rest well. We'll visit you another day."
Xiao Bao felt very close to this young uncle who resembled Xia Wanyuan. His chubby little hands wanted to imitate Xia Wanyuan's gesture of patting his head to comfort Xia Yu.
