I went back in time, and they had been waiting for me for a day, welcoming me back with smiles and warm greetings.

The old lady pulled me to the dining table: "You must be hungry after a whole day. The dishes you wanted to eat in the morning, your godmother has made them for you. Sit down and taste your godmother's cooking."

As she spoke, the old man quickly served the food for me.

Their impatient appearance indicated that they were sure I wouldn't know that the food had been tampered with, urging me to eat openly.

Under their gaze, I picked up a piece of ribs with my chopsticks, brought it to my mouth, and they watched eagerly to see me eat it.

However, I deliberately paused, then picked up the rib and put it in the old lady's bowl: "Godmother, you go first."

"Godfather, you too."

Then, I picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork and put it in the old man's bowl.

They looked at the meat I picked for them, their expressions varied, holding the chopsticks in their hands hesitantly, just coaxing me, "We're not hungry yet, Xiaolin, you go ahead and eat."

"No, it's not right. It's etiquette for the elders to eat first at the dining table."

After all, I am a person with manners, I can't be so ignorant.

My words left them speechless, but they hesitated to pick up the chopsticks and didn't want to pick up the meat in their own bowls.

Of course, not just in their bowls, all the dishes on the table had been tampered with, and they dared not touch any of them.

They never intended to eat; the original plan was to coax me into eating, so I would have to let them manipulate me, no matter which dish I chose.

Now, I insisted on watching them eat first, how could they dare to eat?

If they ate, wouldn't they reveal their intentions?

Just as they were exchanging frequent eye contact to figure out how to respond, the doorbell rang.

"Ah, my takeout has arrived."

In their puzzled looks, I stood up to open the door.

"Godfather, godmother, I also ordered seafood porridge as an extra meal. This seafood porridge from this place is delicious, you must try it."

Seeing the takeout bag in my hand, their eyes lit up, and the old lady actively served a bowl for each of them.

As if afraid I would play tricks, they quickly finished a bowl of seafood porridge.

"Xiaolin, since we've all eaten, you should eat too, don't starve yourself."

The considerate old man said, even gesturing for me to eat by handing me a piece of ribs.

While the old man urged me to eat, the old lady suddenly took off her coat, muttering, "Why is it suddenly getting hot?"

"It does seem a bit warm," the old man agreed.

Wiping the sweat off their foreheads, they still felt hot even after taking off their coats, starting to look for the air conditioner remote.

At that moment, my phone rang, and I answered it in front of them. A few seconds later, I hurriedly got up to leave: "Godfather, godmother, my colleague urgently needs a document, I need to go back and handle it."

If I don't leave now, I'll see some dirty tricks later. The seasoning I had someone put in the seafood porridge is quite strong.

As for my departure, the elderly couple didn't even have time to pay attention. By the time I closed the door behind me, they had given up on finding the air conditioner remote and were hugging each other absentmindedly.