He Hongming finally managed to calm his father, who was ecstatic over the news of their young benefactor. As dinner was ready, it took another round of coaxing before He Hongming could persuade the old man to the dining table.
"Whoa, the food is so good today! Grandpa, you have to try it!"
The speaker was He Hongming's ten-year-old son, He Chenfeng. Usually, they had to spend ages coaxing him to eat his vegetables, but today, the boy was surprisingly taking extra bites all on his own.
"My, Xiao Feng is being so good today!"
Although He Yixiong was harsh with his son, he was always kind and amiable in front of his grandson. Seeing the little boy behave so well, he gave a rare smile.
"Grandpa, come on, try it! It's really, really good."
"Alright, I'll try it."
He Yixiong nodded and ate the vegetable his grandson had placed in his bowl. He chewed once, paused, and then began to chew more quickly.
