"Heehee, Aunt is shy," Xiao Yu said, covering his little mouth and giggling.
Susu glared at both young and old, "Shouldn't you be serving the food already?"
Watching his wife's huffy back, Lu Xiaoting patted Xiao Yu's butt.
"Don't talk nonsense, or you might make Aunt Su mad, and she'll ignore both of us."
"Lu Xiaoting!"
A woman's annoyed voice came from inside, as the man's thin lips slightly curved upward.
The little guy, covering his little mouth, laughed like a cat that just stole a snack.
Both young and old exchanged smiles and quickly served plates and bowls.
Before long, it was July,
and the weather grew even hotter.
The kitchen's two big pots were steaming, making the whole room as sweltering as a sauna, drenching everyone in sweat.
The three of them took turns watching the fire; otherwise, they couldn't stand it.
As soon as Susu left the kitchen, breezes blew by, bringing instant relief.
"Oh my, Xiao Su, you're finally back."
