Watching Weng Jiefang leave in defeat, Bai Na finally relaxed, quickly removing Old Liu's arm. She felt a bit uneasy.
"Let's eat, let's eat!"
She carried Little Shitou inside.
Erhu's wife closely followed, throwing a remark to Old Liu as she passed.
"Brother Liu, I've done my part in helping, the rest is up to you now."
Old Liu smiled wryly, and Erhu nudged his waist, "Go on, strike while the iron is hot." He winked and hurried after his wife.
Old Liu scratched his head and followed them inside.
Bai Na served the rice, while Erhu's wife automatically sat next to her husband, deliberately leaving the seat next to Bai Na empty, giving Old Liu a signal.
Old Liu sat next to Bai Na, picking up Little Shitou, who was staring frustratedly at the table, unable to reach.
He placed the boy on his lap, picked up a bite of scrambled eggs, blew on it, and fed it to Little Shitou.
Little Shitou cheerfully enjoyed the fragrant eggs, happily tugging on Old Liu's shirt.
