"Lu Jiang fell silent at this.
He had not seen his biological father for the first four years of his life. He should feel fortunate that he had the opportunity to go home last year.
Zhao Yong suddenly hit Zheng Xuefeng's outstretched hand with his chopsticks. "Old Zheng, what's the idea? You don't eat the peanuts in front of you, but secretly try to take mine? Taking one or two is bearable, but you're grabbing more and more. Do you think you can just eat mine and save yours? What a beautiful world you live in."
Ye Zhengjun immediately guarded the peanuts in front of him. "Old Zheng, don't touch mine!"
With reluctance, Zheng Xuefeng withdrew his hand. "Why are you guarding them so intensively? What's wrong with me eating a few of them? It's not like I'm eating your meat."