Granny Song was distracted and nodded repeatedly, asking if he wanted to eat.
Yuanbao was salivating, not waiting for his grandma's question, and rushed to the kitchen door like a gust of wind.
He saw Wen Wan and Song Fang busy inside, and Yuanbao grinned, "Mom, Aunt, I'm hungry."
Song Fang glared at him, "Even if you're hungry, you'll have to wait. The chicken won't be ready for a while!"
Wen Wan turned back and smiled at him.
Yuanbao looked at Wen Wan resentfully, muttering softly, "Dad and Mom promised to visit me and bring me treats, but none of them went. They all fooled me."
Wen Wan was stunned for a moment. In the past ten days, she had indeed thought about visiting Yuanbao, but Song Wei stopped her, saying Yuanbao was already eight years old and should learn to be independent. He had just transferred to the town school, so he should adapt first. They should not spoil him too much; otherwise, what difference did transferring schools make?
