Lyra Smith looked up at the bustling figure of Mikel Anderson, "Did Uncle tell you when he would come next time?"
"No."
Mikel Anderson closed the refrigerator and walked over: "Mr. Jackson said that he would pick you up after dealing with the current situation. He also said that if we decide to move places, we must call him and let him know."
Lyra Smith pondered, "Uncle is thoughtful."
"Of course, Mr. Jackson is the most strategic person I've ever seen." Mikel Anderson took out a transparent small box from another paper bag and handed it to Lyra Smith: "Strawberry flavored Snowy Moon Cakes, you should like them."
Lyra Smith took it: "Thank you."
"As long as you don't mind, we are now two sisters who rely on each other for survival, and sisters should not be so formal with each other." Mikel Anderson closed the bag and put it on the counter, "After lunch, I need to go see my mother. You stay home."
Lyra Smith nodded, "Alright."
