Huo Yao halted before she turned to glance at the old man. "My folks were kind enough to take you in, so don't push it."
He angrily pulled the blanket over his head again. How could Huo Yao say such things?
He should never have asked.
╭(╯^╰)╮
He was such a proud old man.
Huo Yao shook her head, ignored him, and left the room before long.
Song Ning was done cooking and was setting the table when Huo Yao came downstairs. When Song Ning saw her daughter, she asked. "Have you seen him? Was he asleep? I made him some porridge. If he isn't asleep, I will take a bowl of porridge up."
Huo Yao nodded before pulling a chair out to sit down. "It's fine. I will take it up after dinner."
"Sure," acknowledged Song Ning softly. She contemplated and added softly after a moment. "Take good care of him."
Huo Yao glanced at her mother when she heard this.
