However, Jiang Xinyuan did not expect to see Jiang Yi at the door of the bathroom. "Dad?" Then, he skillfully turned off the microphone. Now, Jiang Xinyuan was also an expert at turning off microphones. He had learned it from his mother. Otherwise, the netizens would have heard him calling his father a few times previously. "I'm going to wash my hands and peel melon seeds for Mom," Jiang Xinyuan explained to her father.
"Here, son, this is for you," Jiang Yi said as he took out a preservation bag containing a handful of melon seeds. "Take this for Mom to eat. I peeled it this morning."
"No, you can't do this. Otherwise, Mommy will ask." Jiang Xinyuan had a smart brain.
"It's alright. Mommy is carving. Put the melon seeds in your pocket. She won't notice," Jiang Yi said as he handed the preservation bag to Jiang Xinyuan.
But Jiang Xinyuan still had doubts. "But Mommy didn't give me so many melon seeds!"