Shen Yu's face grew solemn. Afraid his own mother would send him away, he even decided that the dry food in Y Country would do. At least he could scrape by.
Ji Cიცen was amused by Shen Yu's exaggerated expression, especially his tightly knitted brows, as though he dreaded making his stomach suffer.
"My dad can cook. When we first got to Y Country, Mom couldn't get used to the food either, so Dad learned to cook."
His grandparents had lived abroad for years and adjusted well, while Ji Mom had her hands full caring for her son. As a father and husband, Ji Zheyue had no choice but to shoulder most of the work at home.
Later, once Ji Xiaocen's condition stabilized, the Ji Family found an Auntie who could cook Chinese food. They began eating a mix of Chinese and Western meals, so Ji Cიცen had adjusted well over the years too.
Shen Yu visibly relaxed at the explanation. Afraid he had made it too obvious, he mumbled in his own defense, "I was just asking. I wasn't doubting Mom."
The two brother-protection fanatics naturally nodded, and Ji Cიცen agreed with a smile too. Satisfied, Shen Yu put the thought aside, set his newly purchased ornaments on the table, and photographed them one by one to send to the group chat.
"Little Yu doesn't eat fish: Big Brother, Second Brother, do you like any of these? Which ones do you want? You can have more than one (ʘᴗʘ)"
Through Shen Yu's magical photography skills, each otherwise ordinary little ornament took on a different hue.
Meanwhile, Shen Xingshuo, who supposedly lived in a primeval forest, replied almost the instant he saw the messages.
"Typing: You all went abroad? Did you forget I exist /crawling in the shadows"
"Typing: That