Having said that, Chu Nan picked up his cup and took a sip of tea, only to find that the leaves really had very little flavor, but he didn't care much about these things, as it was much better than the ditch water he had drunk in the Middle East back in the day.
"My dad rarely comes back, it's usually just my brother and me," Xia Hua seemed reluctant to talk about her father. She explained briefly and then, with a slight smile, she changed the subject. "It's already late at night, and you've traveled far. You must be hungry, right? I'll go make some dishes for you, consider it a late-night snack, and you can also taste my cooking."
"It's not necessary to go through all that trouble..." Chu Nan was just about to stand up to decline when Xia Hua had already gone out to pick vegetables, so he had no choice but to sit back down and wait patiently, while observing the furnishings in the house.
