"What do you want?" Nan Sichen was puzzled.
"I want a hug." Nianzhi looked up at him.
Nan Sichen bent down and picked up Nianzhi.
Qin Yin followed behind them.
When they arrived at the girl's home, her family was very hospitable, welcoming them with a warmth that was eight hundred times more enthusiastic than the girl's.
During the meal, there was all sorts of drinking, and Nianzhi, with wide eyes, watched everyone drinking while he was only allowed milk. He said with infinite melancholy, "Alcohol tastes so bad, how do you all swallow it?"
After speaking, he took another sip from his bowl of milk.
No one paid attention to Nianzhi, everyone continued happily clinking glasses, leaving Nianzhi drinking milk and picking at his meal with little interest.
However, he was still not quite used to eating with his hands. After several attempts, failing to get his hand into the plate, he softly said, "Sister, can you find me a spoon?"
