Lin Min said, "But you can't always eat at someone else's house. You should bring some from our home for your little friends too. After all, you're not used to always being fed at someone else's place."
Lin Min deliberately emphasized "our home" and "someone else's house."
She wanted to tell Tongtong that they are the family, and that Yousheng is someone else.
But Tongtong shook her head, "It's okay, thank you, Lin. I eat well there. Yousheng's mom's cooking is delicious. I even eat the carrots."
Wu Nian looked at the time, "It's about time. We should get going."
Lin Min could only watch as Wu Nian took Tongtong away.
Lin Min bit her lip. Could it be that her cooking wasn't good, and that's why Tongtong didn't like it?
...
On the way to kindergarten, Tongtong said, "Dad, I don't like Lin saying 'our home.' You and I, and she, clearly aren't a family, right?"
Wu Nian smiled; he understood Lin Min's intentions and thoughts.
