Looking at Jiang An'an, who is super satisfied with a meal at KFC.
Jiang Tao can't help but sigh, the joys of childhood are indeed so simple.
"Uncle Jiang, have some chicken nuggets, the nuggets here are so tasty, better than Huashilai."
"An'an, eat by yourself. If it's good, eat more."
"Uncle Jiang, you don't like ketchup?"
"No, I don't like the sweet and sour taste, I prefer spicy."
"Uncle Jiang, are you really good at eating spicy food? My aunt also loves spicy food; she dares to put a whole packet of sauce in her turkey noodles! Super impressive!"
As Jiang An'an spoke, she waved her hands, animated and full of mischief.
"Haha, really? Then your aunt is more impressive, I only dare to put half a packet."
Jiang Tao also let go of his adult demeanor, chatting eagerly with the little one.
The two talked back and forth, like good friends.
Jiang Hai looked at his daughter's lively and cute demeanor, showing a fatherly, loving smile.
