They chatted for a long time, and the food on the table was on the verge of going cold. Fortunately, the weather was hot and dry, so it didn't matter much if the dishes were cool.
Zhao Yun had long since finished her meal and run off to look at the chicks. This was her daily ritual; she didn't just watch them, she would also mutter strange things to them, as if the chicks might grow at lightning speed if she just talked to them enough.
At first, Zhao Yan found this behavior baffling, but after seeing it a few times, he became desensitized and now accepted it quite well.
Chapter 108