Me at two years old, a queen!

When Qin Feng arrived carrying large and small bags of things, including gifts for my cousin who had gotten lost, as well as changes of clothes for Lu Junxing and Wang Jinbao, etc.

Wang Jinbao then realized that Qin Feng hadn't gotten out of the car earlier, but had instead gone to a nearby shop to buy a bunch of suitable gifts. Taking the shoes from Qin Feng, Wang Jinbao complained:

"Old Lu? Why didn't you say so earlier? This young man even brought us clothes and shoes. If I had known, I wouldn't have washed those shoes; I would have just thrown them away! It was such a hassle to clean those shoes!"

Wang Jinbao didn't mention that if he hadn't seen Lu Junxing cleaning shoes there, he would have thrown away those canvas shoes long ago. Wearing those canvas shoes had already foreseen this situation.

Wang Jinbao's cousin, however, was so surprised by the pile of tonics, tea sets, and other items on the ground that he repeatedly declined them, trying to stuff them into Qin Feng and Lu Junxing's hands.

Lu Junxing wasn't good with words either. If the chessboard, landscape paintings, and other items he had prepared beforehand weren't too inappropriate for his cousin Wang Jinbao, he should have given them to him when he entered the house.

He hadn't anticipated Wang Jinbao's wealth; his brotherhood truly consisted of down-to-earth orchard farmers, and the gifts he had prepared were rather inappropriate.

Zhuangzhuang, still as strong as a bull, pulled An'an to carry the gifts directly into her uncle's room, saying, "An'an~, when Gege calls for the wedding, let's keep the gifts they gave us like this."

"Okay~, we'll share it together then~"

An'an, thinking about the endless gifts she would receive in a few days, beamed with joy. Her previous unhappiness vanished, and she eagerly hugged the gifts, running after Zhuangzhuang.

Seeing Zhuangzhuang's fierce appearance, Wang Jinbao's cousin was afraid it would give Wang Jinbao's friend a bad impression, so he quickly tried to stop him, but in the end, Wang Jinbao held him back.

"Alright, that's all the food. Stop arguing! We're all family, let's quickly see what we're having for lunch, we're all starving! After we eat, we'll rest for a bit and then head back! The kids have school tomorrow! We can't stay too late."

After everyone left, Wang Jinbao took Lu Junxing to a house to change their clothes. Even Zhuangzhuang put on a new pair of shoes.

Before his cousin could even greet him, Wang Jinbao sat down at the table with a flourish: "Alright, let's eat! I'm starving!"

Zhuangzhuang followed suit, climbing onto the chair himself. Wang Jinbao's cousin, looking rather simple and honest, stood awkwardly by the table, holding a soup spoon and gesturing, "Eat up!"

He couldn't say anything more. He was a true countryman. The only few years he had been away from home were as an apprentice in town. He hadn't seen any grand occasions; the most extravagant feasts he'd ever attended were at village weddings and funerals.

Now it was his turn to host and greet the guests, but he was a little flustered and didn't know what to say, afraid of embarrassing his cousin: "It's just some home-cooked food, please don't mind it~"

In business, Lu Junxing would sometimes exchange pleasantries with people when he was in a good mood, but now that he had met such a sincere older brother, he was not very good with words: "Not at all, it's already very kind! We're the ones who have troubled you!"

He looked at the table laden with dishes. Although the presentation wasn't elaborate, there was an abundance of meat, chicken, duck, and fish—it was clear he had treated them with great sincerity.

An'an, on the other hand, had already sat down comfortably with Zhuangzhuang, holding her bowl and swinging her little feet with a grin: "Hehe~, the food smells so good~, I want to eat lots and lots of meat~"

Children's smiles are the most heartwarming. Wang Jinbao's cousin smiled and ladled a large bowl of chicken soup into An'an's bowl, saying, "Good! Good~, eat up! Eat more~"

Wang Jinbao, while drinking chicken soup from his bowl, walked over and put his arm around his cousin's shoulder, saying before Lu Junxing could even finish, "I told you, we're family, no need to serve us, just eat."

Wang Jinbao's cousin was clearly more relaxed in front of his younger cousin. He smiled and patted Wang Jinbao's hand, which was around his shoulder, saying, "You still need to have some manners! Eat, everyone!"

Looking at the bowl full of chicken, Qin Feng waved his hand repeatedly at the old lady who was about to add more food for him, saying, "No need! Thank you~, that's enough!"

"Oh dear, what's so much? You're such a big young man, with your size, how can you have the strength if you don't eat more? This little bit isn't even enough for me to work for two hours!"

Seeing this, Lu Junxing avoided the old lady next to him when he sat down, keeping a close watch on his bowl. An'an, on the other hand, was very warm towards the old ladies who were adding food to her plate.

"Okay, thank you Grandma~ This meat smells so good, I love it~"

These words warmed the heart of the woman who was cooking. She didn't even touch her own food, her eyes fixed on the two children, An'an and Zhuangzhuang, as they ate.

"Oh my, this little one is so well-behaved! He can even feed himself, and he's better with chopsticks than I am! I wonder when my son will bring me a wife home~"

An'an and Zhuangzhuang were so flattered by the old lady that they started shoveling rice into their mouths from their large bowls, putting on a show of eating, even after Lu Junxing reminded them several times:

"An'an, be more polite!"

An'an initially pretended not to hear, but Lu Junxing finally flicked her forehead, and An'an covered her head and said, "I don't want to talk to you right now, we're still angry~"

Speaking of anger, Lu Junxing thought of those inexplicably worn-out slippers. He couldn't understand what was so appealing about those shoes that other people had worn, which was why she couldn't forget them.

Hearing the commotion, Wang Jinbao thought to himself, "An'an, this little girl, has quite a temper." Seeing Lu Junxing's discomfiture, he chuckled and casually added a little of the only green vegetable on the table to the child's plate.

"It's okay, your dad won't buy you one. When we get back later, I'll buy you a pair that's exactly the same! I promise they'll be even prettier than these! Okay?"

Really? Hehe~

Zhuangzhuang: "I want one too, but I want a boy's one! Because I'm a boy!"

Seeing the child's mouth covered in grease, Wang Jinbao piled a large handful of vegetables onto Zhuangzhuang's plate: "Eat your food! You want everything!"

The old woman at the table and Wang Jinbao's cousin understood what riddle they were talking about, but they didn't say anything. The cousin just scolded Wang Jinbao, saying, "The child is still young, why are you talking to him like that?"

Upon hearing Wang Jinbao's words, An'an immediately forgot that she had been angry earlier. The little girl put down her chopsticks, looked at her father, and rubbed her greasy little face against Lu Junxing's newly changed clothes.

"Hehe~, Daddy~, let's make up then~, I won't be angry with you anymore~"

Seeing her so happy, Lu Junxing clicked his tongue and removed the little person's head from his body: "If we don't make up, I'm still angry!"