The pot bubbled and steamed, but the Lin Family remained silent for a long time until Lin Father was nudged by his wife and awkwardly broke the silence.
"Son-in-law."
"Here."
Wenchen sat up straight as Zhiyu, feeling uncomfortable in his own father's arms, struggled and went over to Nanzhi.
Leaving Wenchen alone, surrounded by his wife's family.
After another period of silence, Lin Father cleared his throat and hesitantly spoke up, "How, how have you been feeling?"
Wenchen hadn't expected his father-in-law to suddenly show concern for him and was taken aback for a moment before smiling and responding, "I've been in good health, thank you for asking, Father-in-law."
"That's good, that's good," Lin Father laughed awkwardly, nodding, and the atmosphere froze again.
Lin Mother rolled her eyes and then looked at Wenchen, "Wenchen, let's be frank, you've been gone for three years, and our Nanzhi has suffered a lot taking care of Zhiyu during this time."
