Children digest food quickly, and Mei Mengchen and Wang Qiuhe were already hungry and just waiting for Fan Tianyu to start cooking. When they saw someone coming in, the two shouted loudly, "Brother Tianyu, Brother Tianyu."
Hearing the eager calls of his younger siblings, Fan Tianyu's steps halted at the doorway. Being called so affectionately usually meant no good news. After changing his shoes, he hurried into the house and asked, "What's the matter? Did you two do something wrong behind my back?"
"No, we're just hungry."
Fan Tianyu looked at them with disbelief, "Really?"
"Of course, it's true. We've been so well-behaved all day. Why would you think we've caused trouble?" Wang Qiuhe replied with exasperation, and even Mei Mengchen eagerly chimed in, "Exactly, exactly, Chenchen has been very good."