Nian Shutong's actions indeed made the old man even happier. An elderly man of unknown years, happy like a child, more like a TV-addicted youth, eating hot pot while watching television.
One round of hot pot took two episodes' worth of time, which was not short at all.
Nian Shutong was definitely the most indulgent parent, saying to the old man: "Help yourself; I'm going to rest."
"Okay, okay, okay!"
The old man didn't even turn his head, his eyes never leaving the screen.
After Nian Shutong cleaned up the hot pot dishes, she brought over a shorter table and placed it next to the old man.
"Here's hot tea, snacks, and fruit for when you're bored and want to nibble."
"This recliner is for you; it's more comfortable, and here's a blanket. Even if it's not cold, it won't make you hot either."
Having arranged everything, Nian Shutong nodded at the old man and entered her tent.
