Fang Yi agreed, but he told Grandma Wu that it would take a few more days. Once it was open, he would let her know.
After drinking and eating, Fang Yi intended to get up to serve rice, but unexpectedly Grandma Wu was even quicker.
Thus, Fang Yi was full and satisfied.
Although the dishes Grandma Wu cooked were all homemade, and couldn't compare in terms of color, aroma, taste, and presentation to those in a hotel, Fang Yi felt exceptionally satisfied eating them.
The reason was simple: Fang Yi felt a sense of life here.
After eating, Grandma Wu began to wash the dishes, while the chubby Niu'er sat on a chair watching TV, holding some snacks, completely absorbed.
Fang Yi took a small stool over, sat down next to Niu'er, and while Niu'er was focused on watching TV, Fang Yi grabbed Niu'er's wrist to feel his pulse.
His body seemed fine, just overly fat with thick layers of fat.
Then Fang Yi stood up again and reached behind Niu'er, touching his head gently.
