The old man laughed happily: "Good, good... good child."
Kang Chen, sitting beside Ming Mei, took some food for her, "Here, eat this, it's your favorite."
During this meal, their moods were both the same, yet different.
For them, this was the first meal together as a family after many years apart. The meaning and weight of it were different from usual.
Although no one mentioned how many years it had been since they last ate together, everyone cherished it deeply.
The dishes Ming Mei served to the old man were all eaten up by him. When he spoke to Ming Mei, it was just like before, his tone like a loving father's towards his little daughter, his eyes filled with affection, wishing he could give all the delicious food to Ming Mei.
