Early morning.
Lin Fei and Mu Shanshan sat in the Purple Garden Pavilion.
Dining room.
"Ah, Chu Si, open your mouth and drink the porridge..."
In order to help Chu Si as early as possible to emerge from the shadows of autism, Lin Fei, rarely getting up early, was making an effort to learn to be a good father, feeding Chu Si.
Unfortunately, Chu Si, who still harbored some fear towards Lin Fei, clearly did not have much gratitude for his efforts.
"Sir, let me do it instead."
Aunt Lan, who noticed the awkwardness between Chu Si and Lin Fei, had developed a good impression of the timid Chu Si after a night of interaction. She volunteered to take over the task of feeding him.
It turned out that compared to Lin Fei, Chu Si was clearly less awkward with Aunt Lan. Under Aunt Lan's patient care, Chu Si even opened his mouth to let her feed him.
