Lin Chun looked at his younger brothers and sisters laughing and joking with a big smile, feeling that at this moment, their house finally had the warmth, relaxation, and joy of a home.
After leaving Lin Xia's place, Lin Chun passed by Zhao Da Nainai's house while riding his bike and unexpectedly saw Xu Haihua talking to a man at the side of the gate.
He adhered to the principle of "mind one's own business," pretending not to see anything and rode straight past them.
But he couldn't help wondering, who was that man at Zhao Da Nainai's house?
Jiang Mingyuan asked impatiently, "What do you want from me by calling me out here?"
Xu Haihua bit her lower lip and asked, "Brother Mingyuan, did Lin Xia and the others send you any dumplings?"
Jiang Mingyuan shook his head, "No, why would they send me dumplings?" He was puzzled.
Xu Haihua looked indignant on his behalf, "Brother Mingyuan, look, you helped Lin Xia yesterday;
