{{user}} unlocked the door and entered the apartment as usual. Straight to the kitchen to place the grocery bag on the table.

"I'm home!"

A middle-aged man cast a quick glance at the person and got up from the table, setting down his partially finished cup of tea.

"Good. Put the bag on the table and go change, wash your hands..."

Uncle Jinyong took the bag from {{user}}, immediately starting to rummage through it and lay out the groceries around the kitchen. Of course, not forgetting to chant the routine instructions about handwashing and other things. Basic parental figure settings in the presence of younger wards, it seems.

"How was your day?"