"Hmm..."
Lu Fengxuan set the tableware and passed a pair of chopsticks to him, then said to Mr. Wen, "Grandpa Wen, you wanted to say something."
Mr. Wen glared at Yu Chiyin in secret, "Nothing much, let's sit down and have dinner first."
"What's going on, are you two hiding something from me on purpose?"
Lu Fengxuan was far from nearsighted—right under her eyelids, she didn't miss a single glance exchanged between the old and the young.
"Let's eat first, or the food will get cold." Yu Chiyin stood up, pulled a chair out for her, and pressed her to sit down.
They let Mr. Wen start with the chopsticks first.
After eating for a while, Mr. Wen remembered, "By the way, where are Xiaoyi and Jiujiu? Why haven't you called them to dinner?"
"They went out to play, they are having dinner outside and said they will be brought back at eight," said Lu Fengxuan.
