"Have you eaten?"
Ye Baoguo's old face drooped as he looked at his grandson.
"Not yet," Ye Feng quickly replied.
"What's wrong? So poor that you can't even afford to eat? I think you've wasted your time studying books," Ye Baoguo said with a straight face and turned to leave.
From afar, he could hear him humming a little tune. "I heard from the commander that A-Qing's wife is really unusual..."
Ma Xianglan quickly held her grandson's hand. "Don't bother with that stubborn old man. Come, let Grandma take a good look."
As she spoke, she carefully examined her grandson.
After a long while, her face suddenly revealed a shocked expression.
"Sister Huang, have you noticed that Xiao Feng seems to have changed a lot? But I can't specifically say where has changed."
Grandma Huang nodded quickly. "I noticed it when Xiao Feng came in. He does look more energetic than before. It's called... Noble temperament, right?"
