"Mom, Grandpa, Uncle."
Fang Cheng approached quickly with a bright smile, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
Li Biyun turned her head at the sound, her eyes full of concern as she said:
"Chengcheng, you went out to exercise so early, aren't you tired? You look like you've lost some weight."
"Here, I specially got you your favorite beef buns, eat more, don't go hungry."
With that, she pushed the food-laden plate towards Fang Cheng, and raised her hand to help her son tidy his slightly messy hair, freshly dried from a bath.
Li Zhenhua put down the spoon he was using to drink porridge, smiling warmly at his grandson, who despite wearing loose clothes, did not look frail:
"Young people are full of energy, it's good to exercise more. Ah Cheng looks different now, surely more popular with the young ladies than before."
Hearing everyone discuss Fang Cheng's recent changes, Li Dingjian also raised his head from behind his newspaper, teasing a bit:
