"Not tasty?" Elias Hawthorne asked.
"A far cry from your uncle’s culinary skills."
"Make do for now," Elias Hawthorne advised.
"The Wishful Pavilion is the best restaurant in Southgate, a reservation is hard to come by."
Yet in these two’s mouths, it turned into a level of putting up with.
Aidan Lynch suspected he heard wrong, lowered his head, and took a bite of the shark fin soup, melting in the mouth and exquisitely delicious.
"Uncle, we’re not the same."
He was raised by the God of Food Glutton, with a picky tongue that regular food simply couldn’t satisfy his stomach.
Aidan Lynch looked bewildered.
For some reason, these words sounded oddly hurtful to him.
Not very harmful, but always felt a bit insulted.
Half an hour later, Casper North and the silly husky, with their round bellies, let out a satisfied burp.
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Elias’s deep voice followed.
Casper North nodded, although the table of dishes couldn’t compare to what his cheap dad cooked, but his hunger forced him to reluctantly eat a bit.
"Later, I’ll have Aidan Lynch take you home."
Casper North jumped at the word, no way!
He stepped forward, grabbed Elias’s pant leg, and blinked his innocent eyes at Elias: "Uncle, take me in, let me be your visiting son."
Aidan Lynch spit out a mouthful of tea.
Immediately received disdain from his own boss.
Aidan felt bitter, wanting to say, why don’t you mind when this little guy touches you with dirty hands from grabbing pig’s feet?
He was so far away, the tea didn’t even touch, yet he was still despised.
Wuwuwu, preferential treatment.
"Little guy, I’ve only heard of visiting sons-in-law, never visiting sons, what does that mean?"
Casper North gave him a look as if to say, "Uncle, how are you this clueless?" "Visiting sons-in-law need to marry, I’m still so young, can’t marry, so naturally, can only be a visiting son."
He did want to be a visiting son-in-law.
But this might be his real dad, whose daughter is a little silly.
Couldn’t become a visiting son-in-law, so had to settle for being a visiting son.
Elias: "I don’t lack a son."
Casper North got anxious, finally found someone, how could he be sent back.
He scratched his head, thought for a bit, and said: "Uncle, there’s an old saying, ’A mountain is not high, if there is a fairy, it becomes famous; a water body is not deep, if it has a dragon, it is divinely alive; sons are not many, but having a few suffices.’ Although I’m small, I can work, and I eat very little, really."
Casper North kept a straight face, trying to appear sincere, his little face full of seriousness beyond his age.
Aidan Lynch listened to the first part, how did he come up with the conclusion from the previous sayings.
He didn’t know about work, but as for eating less...
Aidan Lynch looked at the table full of dishes, chuckling.
Though most were fed to the dog.
"Also, those without immediate worries must have future concerns, you don’t lack sons, but you lack those who will care for you in old age, I can be your filial son."
Though the logic was skewed, he somehow felt it made sense, what to do?
Aidan Lynch instinctively looked at his boss, surely he wouldn’t really take this unknown child home?
With an already difficult family member at home, taking another one in, the Hawthorne Family might get turned upside down.
It proved that ominous feelings are always accurate.
Elias Hawthorne took a deep look at Casper North, eyes profound and dark, unable to tell what he was thinking.
After a while, he suddenly stood up and walked towards the door.