Looking at the young man in front of him who had suddenly called him "Little Granduncle," and then explained his background somewhat incoherently, Jiang Cisheng sized him up again. "You've grown so tall!"
Jiang Lingxu: "…Yes, I just measured during the New Year. I'm six foot two."
As his gaze shifted, he met a pair of curious eyes looking at him.
These eyes were very clear, so clear that they seemed out of place on a face already marked by the years.
He tentatively called out, "Little Great-aunt?"
Xu Yin handed over a still-warm tea egg.
"No, no," Jiang Lingxu quickly pushed it back, raising the tea egg he had bought but hadn't eaten yet. "I also bought one, haven't eaten it yet."
Only then did Xu Yin relent from offering it again.
"Little Granduncle, let me help you with your suitcase."
Jiang Cisheng did not refuse and handed over the suitcase, grabbing the breakfast back in his other hand, which had never once let go of the person beside him.
"Did your parents come too?"
