After yesterday's crispy buns, Lin Yangyang clearly felt that Uncle Liu was much more at ease.
He still remembered that the restaurant's owner asked him to accept the gift. He was about to put on his shoes to go out when he saw Uncle Liu also dressed up.
"I'm going to throw out the trash."
Lin Yangyang was amused by his clumsy lies.
"Ah, then, let's go together then?"
Uncle Liu nodded hurriedly, like a child who was allowed to eat an extra piece of candy.
He grabbed the meager garbage bag and went downstairs with his stepson.
Before going out, he instinctively looked back.
Mother Lin mouthed at him silently.
"Fight!"
Uncle Liu seemed to be even more nervous.
It was the first time he was alone with the child.
He couldn't help rubbing his hand inside his pocket.
