Chapter 9 Dong Fei

Xu Ji also slightly widened his eyes; having been sick since he was young, he had always been a precocious and sensitive child. Han Shouzhen could discern certain things, and naturally, he could too.

"Thank you, auntie," Xu Ji smiled slightly.

Even though he was just a child, Lin Xiaoguai felt his smile carried an indescribable warmth.

That feeling of being acknowledged by this child...

Thinking this, Lin Xiaoguai added a chopstick-full of crabmeat tofu to Xu Ji's bowl, "Ping'an, try this. The tofu is homemade by your aunt, and it's best enjoyed while hot."

Xu Ji smiled, took a taste, and indeed, it was delicious and appetizing. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed his little cousin's intense gaze.

Seeing him looking over, Little Niangao also straightforwardly approached and asked, "Brother, is it delicious?"

"Want to try?" Xu Ji held up a chopstick-full of crabmeat tofu to his mouth.