In the afternoon, Lu Xun had lunch with Song Xing Xing and her family. Fortunately, Song Yi and his little family stayed to eat together, and the situation was not as awkward for Lu Xun.
Song Xing Xing's attention once again was on Xiao Jun. The little boy saw that his Aunt Xing Xing stayed to play with him and ate a few more.
The baby's cheek was bulging as he tasted the porridge in his mouth. A slight frown appeared on his face when he tasted the broccoli that his mother added to the porridge. Just as he was about to spit it out, his gaze met with his Aunt Xing Xing's smiling face. The boy swallowed his food and smiled brightly.
"Wow! Our Xiao Jun is very good. You ate a lot of broccoli this time."
Song Xiao Jun only heard that his mother called him good and he started to laugh happily.
The elders' attention was on the little boy and everyone wanted to tease him a little more. The baby's giggle filled the room, brightening the mood in the house.
