204 The Voice of the Guest Drowns out the Voice of the Host 5yr

Translator: MangoCatEditor: DarkGem

When dusk fell, Lei Zhonglian was finished sweeping and scrubbing the inside of the hall. He then closed the door of the Jiuling Hall. The back courtyard was filled with a strong aroma.
"Eat," said Miss Jun, personally carrying two dishes from the kitchen.
The rain had stopped, but the air was still moist. The early summer evening was silent but cheerful.
Fang Chengyu was sitting at a table on the veranda.
"I'm so hungry." He smiled as he watched Miss Jun put the food on the table. "We didn't even eat at noon."
"Missing one meal shouldn't make you that hungry," said Zhu Zan.
The man stepped out from the room and sat down, cross-legged. He grabbed some tableware from the table.
Miss Jun ignored him and went into the kitchen to bring the food.
"I'm still young and growing," Fang Chengyu said, looking at him seriously. "It's especially easy for me to get hungry. Naturally I can't compare with you, brother."
Zhu Zan said, 'Oh'.
"That's true," he said, reaching out and pinching Fang Chengyu's arm. "You're too thin."
He put the plate of braised pork in front of Fang Chengyu.
"Come on, eat more meat and grow more."
Fang Chengyu looked at the meat in front of him and hesitated