Liu Yang spoke as if his attention never wavered from the bottles and jars in front of him. Seeing this, Liu Zheng could only helplessly shake his head, but more than that, he felt a kind of satisfaction in his heart.
He was exactly like that himself back in the day, obsessively engrossed in his work, not distinguishing between day and night, never realizing how time passed.
Sometimes, if his older brother or sister-in-law didn't come to call him, he would probably forget everything else, always feeling like he was the only person living in his own world.
"Hey, is this the food you brought?"
It was only when Liu Zheng went outside that he noticed several plastic containers on the counter and two bowls of rice beside them. Clearly, Liu Jiaxin must have packed and brought them over for them.
"Let me make it clear, I didn't bring this for you. You're just getting a bite incidentally. It's mainly for my brother, you got that?"
