He thought about just chewing and not swallowing, but the old woman's eyes, like those of a dead mackerel, were fixed on him, making him dare not to try anything clever.
The old woman saw the middle-aged man start eating and was satisfied, then she looked at the others: "Hurry up and eat!"
Lin Baici held the bowl, covering his mouth, pretended to take a bite, and immediately asked, "Granny, where's your grandson?"
"Didn't you say he loves the claypot rice you make?"
"Why is it so late, and he still hasn't come home?"
Lin Baici was making small talk, trying to gloss over the meal.
Gu Qingqiu had intended to ask as well.
It was so late, and the grandma was the only one in the house, which was obviously abnormal!
"Yes, where's my grandson?"
The grandma paused, turned her head to look at the clock on the wall: "That naughty boy, he must be playing at the amusement park!"
The grandma mumbled, stood up, and walked to the entrance.
