When Guo Jinchen moved into Xiao'ai's house, Zhang Yi behaved quite well, not giving him the cold shoulder—after all, she was the one who invited him to stay.
In the evening, they made a few homestyle dishes, and the whole family sat around the table eating.
"Xiao Guo, your aunt doesn't know what you like to eat, so she just made some random dishes. Make yourself at home here, and let us know if you want anything specific," Yu Zhenghong said to him.
Guo Jinchen nodded repeatedly, "Uncle, I'll treat this as my own home."
Zhang Yi gave a mischievous smile and said to Yu Zhenghong, "Why are you telling him that? You've seen him come around and never treat himself like an outsider."
"Mom, the mushrooms you cooked today are especially delicious," Yu Xiao'ai said as she added a serving to Zhang Yi's bowl. "Mom, you should eat more."
Zhang Yi pursed her lips, smirked, and said, "Fine, I won't say anything. I'll eat, I'll eat the mushrooms. Give Xiao Guo some, too."