Yu Feng glanced at his son. Hmm, this little rascal isn't all bad; he's done some good things too.
Both parents looked over at them, and Yu Feng, a bit embarrassed, pushed his wife away. "It's not like I don't have hands. I can eat by myself; you don't need to feed me."
Wen Rufeng didn't get angry at her husband's outburst; she just smiled. "Who asked you to say you wouldn't eat."
"I'm eating, I'm eating!"
Yu Feng started eating again.
Wen Rufeng gazed at him tenderly.
Old Mrs. Yu was delighted to see this. Look at how harmonious their family is; even the middle-aged and younger couples are so loving.
With a family like this, it's hard not to prosper.
Yu Jingchen had no interest in watching his parents' display of affection; he quickly finished his meal.
Old Mrs. Yu didn't forget to remind him. "Jingchen, An Ning was too embarrassed to eat earlier. Get her some buns. Xiaochen, are there still eco-friendly bags in the kitchen?"
