The light of the electric lamp was somewhat dim, as Little Wolf devoured his food ravenously. He seemed to have a special fondness for the braised pork; he hardly touched the other dishes, polishing off the entire bowl of braised pork and a large bowl of rice as well… Xia Yanxin watched with a heart full of pity. She remembered her son once mentioning a friend named Little Wolf, but since KIMI had not drawn Little Wolf's face, she could not confirm whether the Little Wolf in front of her was the same one her son had talked about. However, no matter what, she had grown fond of this simple child.
While eating, Little Wolf suddenly stopped, looking somewhat embarrassed, "Auntie, have you eaten yet?"
"Uh, actually, I'm not hungry. You eat! I'm happy just watching you eat. I also have a son, about your age… Sigh, I don't know how he is doing at home right now."
