Stone's eyes suddenly turned red. Ever since his mother passed away, except for his grandma who was still kind to him, everyone else seemed to feel that he owed them something; even his uncles were getting impatient with him.
Sometimes, Grandma would secretly give him an extra cornbread, but she was also angry about his mother's affair and was no longer willing to be close with him.
Because of his mother's compensation money, the three uncles couldn't do anything too extreme, so he rotated living and eating at each of his uncles' houses every month.
Luo Qiao served him a good amount of vegetables and said, "Just eat like you're at your own home. Help yourself to more, and don't be shy."
Stone nodded. It had been so long since he had a proper warm meal. Mostly, he only got to eat what was left over after everyone else was done, and sometimes there was only a spoonful of soup left in the bowl.
Luo Qiao asked, "Stone, do you have a proper name?"
