"Xiao Lan, in such a public place, don't cry and wail, it'll make us a laughing stock." The uncle kindly reminded her.
Only then did Shi Xiaolan sniffle and stop hugging An Jing to cry, instead lowering her head, making sure she wouldn't cry again before raising her head to look at An Jing. She examined An Jing carefully and finally said with a choked voice, "An Jing, you look well, not as thin as before, and you seem spirited."
An Jing immediately pulled Xiao Changyi over to introduce him, "This is my husband, Xiao Changyi; you should remember him. He was enlisted when we were ten years old and only came back three months ago. Thanks to him making sure I eat well every day, I was able to gain weight." She paused and teased, "His goal is to fatten me up, preferably to the size of a pig."
Although Xiao Changyi's expression didn't change much, his cool eyes were filled with tenderness as he looked at An Jing. His wife was indeed adorable.