Chuzheng didn't refuse, she let Father Yan carry it.
Father Yan had already prepared for a rejection. Previously, when they tried to take her backpack, she had refused...
When Father Yan took the things from Chuzheng's hands, he suddenly seemed to gain some vitality, and his aged face looked spirited.
"Sit... sit... I bought a new chair today, it's not dirty." Father Yan pointed to a chair in the room.
Chuzheng saw that the table was already set with dishes, and she didn't refuse, keeping her hands in her new pants pockets and sitting happily.
"What are you dazed for, quickly bring over the chicken soup."
"Okay."
The original host's biological parents had been very cautious ever since the original host returned home.
Of course, they weren't bad to her before either, as long as it was within their capabilities, they would meet her requests.
Father Yan carried all of Chuzheng's things into her room. When he came out, Mother Yan had just brought the chicken soup.
