A modern, vibrant young woman named Xie Yan died prematurely and was reborn with her memories into the harsh 1950s. The good news was that she had a golden finger, the spatial ability she had alway...
Come to think of it, this little guy really does have the luck of a foodie.
Chaochao grinned, her face beaming with a bright smile, and she dashed into the house like a happy little rabbit.
But when she looked up, she saw her unscrupulous father holding a big watermelon and eating it with great relish.
Chaochao's smile froze on her face, her eyes widening in disbelief.
She stood there stunned for a while before she seemed to come to her senses. She quickly reached out her little hand and grabbed Mao Dan, who had chased in from behind. Her little finger pointed angrily at Xie Yan, her little mouth pouting. Her aggrieved expression made it seem like she was about to cry at any moment, and her eyes were overflowing with grievances.
Seeing his sister's pitiful appearance, Mao Dan felt extremely sorry for her.
Her expression changed instantly, her eyes burning with anger as she glared fiercely at Xie Yan.
In his heart, his aunt had always been the best person, how could she possibly eat alone behind the child's back!
This must have been my uncle's idea!
Yes, it must be him!
Seeing that his uncle-in-law was still eating watermelon with a normal expression despite his glare, Mao Dan couldn't stand it anymore. He turned his indignation towards Xie Yan, his childish voice trembling slightly with excitement: "Uncle-in-law, you're such a grown man, how can you eat alone behind our backs as children!"
"I can let it go, I'm a big kid now, but Chaochao is still so little, how can you bully her like this?"
Chaochao stared intently at Xie Yan from the side, nodding like a chick pecking at rice, and making "hmm" sounds in response, as if cheering for Maodan.