Chapter 98

“Honey, what’s wrong? Is it not tasty?”

The father asked the mother across the table in a soft voice.

After feeding herself a spoonful of golden oatmeal porridge, Mom kept the spoon in her mouth, staring blankly into space.

“ah?”

Pulled back to reality by her father’s gentle voice, the mother was momentarily stunned. She glanced at her concerned husband in a panic, then turned her gaze away and stared intently at the steaming bowl of oatmeal porridge in front of her. “It’s nothing, I was just thinking about…some things at school.”

Sitting next to my dad, I also turned…