"Tracy, sis, I'm serious. This place is haunted! You should both move to my place and leave John here alone," Armstrong was nagging the two women, not noticing that John had already entered the living room.
"Old man!" Tracy saw John and happily ran over to him.
Armstrong finally noticed John and immediately fell silent, his eyes wary and fixed on John.
"Did someone hit you?" John looked at Armstrong's swollen forehead, smiling broadly and pretending to be curious.
Armstrong frowned, feeling that John was mocking him.
"Don't mind him, Old man. He's gone mad," Tracy said, glancing at Armstrong.
"Alright, time to eat," Sini said as she brought out a pot of porridge.
"Wow, it smells so good!" Tracy eagerly ran to the table.
Armstrong shamelessly joined them.
John knew Sini's cooking skills well, and it seemed the brother and sister couldn't resist her food either.
