The big cat sat on the sofa and asked Yu Chuyi with a little embarrassment, "Are you sure you are your biological child? How can any parent choose a name so carelessly? Your birthday is not the first day of August. Didn't I buy my cake in vain?"
Xu Yan, who was busy cooking for two pregnant women in the semi-open kitchen, walked around to the living room with a spatula in hand and an apron tied around his waist, and took the freshly opened onion rings from the big cat's hands. "This is how I prepared her ninth birthday gift."
"My dad said it, because I am the first child in the family, and I am also a junior. Let's just call it Junior One. It is easy to remember and easy to call." Yu Chuyi sat on the carpet and struggled with a ball of red wool. He raised his head and explained to the two people who were fighting for snacks.
Chen Cheng was called to Yu's house for dinner for the fourth time. Yu Chujian reminded him along the way to drink less this time and not to be intimidated by her father.
As soon as he entered the door, all the young and old of the Yu family were there. Chen Cheng thought to himself that Father Yu was looking for help.