"I'm afraid Uncle won't have enough to eat."
"You little rascal." He's quick to turn away from his own family.
The appearance of Yijun dispelled the strange atmosphere just now.
Gu Jiajia placed a bowl of porridge and some buns in front of Gerry, along with a bowl of chicken soup.
Can Gerry drink chicken soup?
Gu Jiajia gave Yijun a questioning look.
Yijun understood immediately and said, "I met Uncle and Aunt earlier. Aunt said Uncle could drink chicken soup."
"Go ahead." Gu Jiajia glanced at Gerry.
"Mm." Gerry was hungry and began to eat.
"Yijun, have you eaten?" Gu Jiajia asked.
Yijun pulled over a chair and sat down at the coffee table, his elbows resting on the tabletop, and his small hands propping up his chin. He blinked at Gerry, "I've eaten. Aunt ordered a lot, she and Uncle couldn't finish, so I sat down to eat."
"Your aunt's life is getting more extravagant. Young man, staring at adults like this is impolite." Gu Jiajia sat down beside Yijun.
