Avery made fish head soup at noon, scrambled eggs, bacon and cabbage, and the three dishes were just right for two people. When she made lunch, Ethan was still holding Little Eleven while studying. Avery took a closer look, and Xiao Shi was already asleep.
Avery: “You put him in the cradle, and he fell asleep.”
Jin-Woo: “I’m not tired.”
Avery: “I want to say that you are not tired, but your son is tired.”
Ethan: “…You are treated differently, Comrade Avery, you can’t do this.”
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