In the evening, Ming Hui and Yu Yi had rested for the afternoon, looking somewhat refreshed. Finally, Yu Jiao wasn't looking listless anymore and was sitting beside Zhulan, acting spoiled, "Grandma, your granddaughter has missed you. Just look at your granddaughter's thin face, it's all because I've missed you so much."
Zhulan touched her granddaughter's face, "Grandma knows, my sweet granddaughter has suffered a lot on this journey."
The family had dinner together tonight; it was vegetarian but still colorful, fragrant, and delicious.
Ming Hui and the others were already aware of the news of Great Uncle's passing. They understood that even if they hadn't been delayed, they couldn't have made it back in time.
Zhou Shuren saw that his children and grandchildren were seated and picked up his chopsticks, saying, "Let's eat."
