"Dad." Shen Siyuan called out.
Shen Jianjun steadied the car and just nodded at him, his expression serious and unsmiling.
But Shen Siyuan was already used to it, his father had always been unsmiling in his memories ever since he was a child.
However, his personality was quite the opposite, being a very gentle person.
Seeing him taking lots of stuff off the motorcycle's back seat, Shen Siyuan stepped forward to help, but Shen Jianjun dodged.
"The stuff is heavy, I can handle it myself."
Shen Siyuan felt helpless, his father still treated him like a child.
Nevertheless, Shen Siyuan didn't intervene anymore and directly asked, "What are these?"
"Two chickens, and some eggs. You're visiting Grandma this afternoon, take these to her," Shen Jianjun said.
