Before Su Nanzhi returned, An Yunhuai had already been engaged in a staring contest with the little one for quite some time.
The little one seemed angry, although it was unclear who or what that anger was directed at—perhaps it was self-directed.
An Yunhuai originally thought he was mute.
Today, he scooped a bowl of porridge to feed him. An Yunhuai had no idea what the little one could or couldn't eat, so after feeding him a small bowl of porridge, An Yunhuai proceeded to eat his own meal.
However, after having barely taken a few bites, he heard the little one, whose body was mostly obscured by the table and whose head was nearly out of sight, suddenly speak in a milky voice, "Brother."
An Yunhuai's hand, holding the chopsticks, shook involuntarily.
He looked over in surprise, "So you're not mute after all."
"..."
