"Grandma, let me help you."
Ignoring the silent group, Chen Shi walked into the kitchen and took the plate of food from Grandma Chen.
"Shi... this..." Grandma Chen opened her mouth as though she wanted to say something, but no words came out. She looked at her grandson, who had already grown into a fine young man, with deep worry.
Dark matter was terrifying, but she didn't care.
After living so many years, she had long since come to terms with life and death.
But her grandson was the one person she couldn't stop worrying about.
Chen Shi smiled. "It's fine, Grandma. Dark matter might be terrifying to other people, but to your grandson, it's just a little dust I accidentally got on myself. A quick pat, and it'll all come off."
"So don't worry. Your grandson is pretty amazing!"
Grandma Chen was just about to speak when Chen Shi cut in. "Oh, Grandma, enough about that. I'm starving! Let's eat."
As he spoke, Chen Shi nudged her with his arm.
The moment she heard her grandson say he was hungry, Grandma Chen's attention shifted.
To her, her grandson's empty stomach took priority over everything else.
"All right, all right. Let's eat, let's eat!"
"Great! Let's go!" Chen Shi said with a grin, then carried the plate out.
Grandma Chen sighed helplessly and followed him.
Once all the dishes were on the table, Chen Shi helped himself to some rice and dug in.
But everyone else sat at the table without touching their chopsticks, their expressions gloomy, their thoughts unreadable.
Chen Shi popped a piece of braised pork into his mouth and mumbled, "Come on, eat. It's delicious. Why aren't you eating?"
"Old Chen, after everything you just told us, how are we supposed to have an appetite?" Steven looked