After dinner, Lin Fan and his father sat in the living room drinking tea and chatting.
Meanwhile, Chen Jiayi and Zhao Jiaqi were naturally in the kitchen helping their mother clean up the leftovers.
The life was simple, yet very warm.
While Lin Fan was chatting, his mother brought over a plate of fruit, placed it on the coffee table, and then sat next to Lin Fan, saying, "Son, I heard you're going to the Provincial City?"
"Yes, I'm going in a few days. I'll spend these days at home with you all."
Lin Fan smiled as he took the peeled orange from his mother.
"I have something that the old master gave me back in the day, which your father received as a gift, but they are all women's items. Originally, it was said to be for me to wear occasionally, but I never used them, and I'm not sure if they'll be of any use to you. Wait a moment, I'll fetch them for you now. If you find them useless, I'll just give them to Jiaqi and Jiayi."
