"Little Yijing."
The children could feel their spirits lifting when they saw the cute little darling.
Lin Jinming was the quickest to act, leaping up from his cushion and grabbing his little nephew first: "What brings you to the ancestral hall?"
"Auntie brought me."
Little Yijing laughed gleefully, stretching out his little hand and pointing outside the hall.
"I'm here to bring you food."
Lin Qingluo pushed open the door with a playful wink, carrying two food boxes as she entered the hall.
"Sister, you're so kind."
Lin Jinfeng was overjoyed, bouncing up from the ground and quickly rushing over: "I've been starving, my stomach is about to shrink."
"Little sister, let me help."
Lin Jinpeng was right behind, taking food boxes from her hands.
"Auntie, we're lucky to have you, or we'd really be going hungry."
Lin Ruize, taking advantage of his status as a junior, hugged his aunt's arm: "Just look at great-grandmother's attitude, she'd lock us up for half a month if she could."
