Lu Yulin is actually not dull, just that he doesn't like studying and is quite difficult to manage. Plus, at this rebellious age, no one at home can control him.
Not even his parents.
...
An hour later, when Mu Shinian returned to the hospital room with wontons bought for Elder Mu, Song Qiao was sitting by the bed, peeling an apple for the old man. The grandfather and granddaughter were chatting, both with smiles on their faces, clearly in good spirits.
"Grandpa, I've brought back some wontons for you," Mu Shinian walked straight to the bedside as soon as she entered the room and said to Elder Mu with a sweet smile, "They're still warm. Would you like to have some now?"
Elder Mu's smile grew even broader as he nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, Shinian, you haven't had lunch yet, have you? Why don't you eat with grandpa..." His gaze fell on the only serving of wontons in Mu Shinian's hand, and he frowned, asking, "Why did you buy only one serving? Aren't you and your sister eating?"
