This sweet fragrance was mellow and dense, with the temperature of autumn, as it lingered in the entire room.

“There’s actually roasted sweet potatoes!” An Rao’s eyes widened in excitement when she saw the sweet potatoes in the fireplace. She had been busy every day recently and had not eaten anything delicious. Coming to Xia Wanyuan today was a good time to start her feast.

The sweet potato that modern people were extremely familiar with was very unfamiliar to Xia Wanyuan. The sweet potato had only been brought into China, more than 50 years after Xia Wanyuan’s death.

Jun Shiling pulled out a roasted sweet potato from the fire and peeled it open. The yellow and red meat was steaming.

Xia Wanyuan looked expressionless, but Jun Shiling knew that Xia Wanyuan had never eaten this before. He waved at her. “Come.”

Xia Wanyuan carried the cat and sat on the carpet. Jun Shiling scooped a small mouthful with a wooden spoon and brought it to her mouth. Xia Wanyuan opened her mouth and ate it.

The soft and sweet taste spread in his mouth. She did not need to chew at all. With a gentle nibble, the roasted sweet potatoes were all cut open.

The area near the surface was a little charred and smelled of caramel. It was even more unique.

“Delicious.” Xia Wanyuan’s eyes curved up. She opened her mouth and waited for Jun Shiling to feed her.

On the other hand, Bo Xiao, who had wanted to show off his love in front of Jun Shiling, had just taken the wooden spoon over when An Rao blew on it and ate a sweet potato. Xia Wanyuan had only finished two mouthfuls when half of An Rao’s food was already in her stomach.

“…” Bo Xiao looked at An Rao, speechless. “Didn’t you just eat a bowl of beef noodles this morning? Will you starve to death?”

An Rao rolled her eyes at Bo Xiao. “Shut up.”

“…” Bo Xiao was speechless. He picked up the spoon and poked it himself.

The rain outside the window gradually became heavier, and the sky gradually darkened.

The lights in the house were bright. The flames happily licked the furnace wall, sending warmth to every corner of the room.

“Come, cheers!” Four glasses clinked. Beside them, a small hand holding a glass of milk also tried to squeeze into the gathering. However, it was frightened back by Jun Shiling’s gaze.

The wine glasses collided with a crisp sound. In the middle was a hotpot that was surging with heat waves. Steam curled up and the fragrance of meat fluttered.

“Uncle Bo Xiao’s most favorite Auntie An, I want to have a bite too. Can you give me a bite?” Xiao Bao looked at the tasteless vegetables in his bowl and then at the mutton in the pot that was very appetizing. He looked at An Rao eagerly.

An Rao stole a glance at Jun Shiling. I don’t dare, but someone does. An Rao pointed at Bo Xiao. “Get him to help you.”

“Auntie An Rao’s most favorite Uncle Bo Xiao, I want to eat meat too.” Xiao Bao carried the bowl and leaned against Bo Xiao pitifully. His eyes were filled with desire and he could not hold back his saliva.

Bo Xiao pinched Xiao Bao’s face. “You’re so sweet. You’re really not like your father. Come, I’ll find you something to eat.” As Bo Xiao spoke, he took out a large piece of meat from the pot. In the end, he did not dare to be too impudent. He found a glass of water and rinsed it before feeding it to Xiao Bao. “Is it delicious?”

“Mm!!!” Xiao Bao was overjoyed!!!

After eating it, Xiao Bao tugged at Bo Xiao’s sleeve. “Xiao Bao’s most favorite Uncle Bo Xiao, I still want to eat.”

Jun Shiling reached out and grabbed his collar directly. Xiao Bao kicked his legs symbolically, but it was useless. In the end, he let Jun Shiling drag him back with a hopeless expression.

“Sit properly and eat your children’s meal.”

“Ok.” Xiao Bao’s eyes were filled with tears as he nodded very firmly. However, his eyes were looking at Xia Wanyuan.

He looked pitiful and pretended to be strong. No matter how one looked at him, he looked miserable. Xia Wanyuan took some water to braise the meat and fed it to Xiao Bao.

A mouthful of meat fragrance. “Howl, Mommy, I love you the most.”

Bo Xiao, who had witnessed the entire process, chuckled. Little liar, you loved me the most a second ago.

On the glass window beside him, lines of rain flowed down, blurring the light and shadow in the room. However, the warm laughter was cold and could not be isolated.