With a smile, Logan took a seat beside his father and patted his back. “Don’t be so angry. Come on, it’s bad for your health.”

Still incensed, Old Mr. Jefferson chided, “Go away.”

Catching a glimpse of the bag Logan had placed on the table, Lydia inquired, “What is it? Have you brought it for Dad?”

Logan hurriedly denied. “No! My friend gave it to me.”

Hearing that, Lydia chuckled and went over to open the bag. Seeing the content in the container, she asked in surprise, “Why did your friend give you this?”

had never had preserved meat before because it

snatched it back. “Don’t look if you don’t like it. It’s very

a meaningful smile, Lydia stared at her brother without

energetic, Old Mr. Jefferson took his son’s hands and said,

as he finished his words, the others in the living room understood what their

sigh, Logan

went on to say, “Yes, you are young,

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