After Qing Xuan and Qing Yi finished tidying up, the sky had gradually darkened.
Qing Xuan brought Qing Yi to the Su Family.
The moment the door opened, the aroma of food drifted out from inside.
A middle-aged man who looked to be around fifty was placing the last dish on the table.
Hearing the door open, he looked up.
Compared to Aunt Su, the middle-aged man was far more restrained.
He looked at Gu Xuan for a moment first, and only after confirming that he was truly safe and sound did a faint smile appear on his face.
"You're back?"
"Uncle Su."
Qing Xuan nodded slightly, greeting the man before introducing Qing Lian to him.
Uncle Su did not press her with questions just because she came from an unknown world. He merely nodded gently.
"Sit down quickly. After traveling all the way back, you probably haven't had a proper meal yet."
The table was laden with food, most of it dishes Gu Xuan had loved since childhood.
Aunt Su served the two of them rice, then kept placing food into Gu Xuan's bowl, as though afraid he had suffered greatly in another world.
Only when the bowl before Qing Xuan was piled so high that it could hold no more did she finally stop.
Uncle Su truly could not bear to watch any longer and reminded her, "He just got back, and you're already making him eat so much?"
"He used to have quite an appetite."
"Even so, he should eat slowly."
The woman shot him a glance. "That's still better than you not saying a single word."
Uncle Su shook his head and did not continue arguing with her.
Qing Yi sat beside Qing Xuan and quietly watched the two of them.
The woman had just been