"Feifei, Uncle Han's judgment isn't that poor."
The two boys listened to the conversation between the two but continued eating on their own.
Han Xiangjun sighed inwardly, these two silly boys. Why aren't they as clever as Feifei?
Yang Run Tai, who was eating in the corner, kept an eye on them.
He had arrived earlier and had been observing them since they came in.
Seeing the little girl's voracious appetite seemed quite interesting.
He was quite busy nowadays; his grandfather was too arrogant, pushing his little uncle to consider going to the border. He wanted to change his uncle's fate, so he was trying to comfort him.
In fact, he didn't really care about the Yang Family's situation, but this little uncle, he genuinely wanted to change his miserable life.
As for others' fates, he would not care. In the past life, they lived so unclear and not knowing, they're not insightful, so letting them live like this isn't bad.
