"I'll serve myself." The child quickly got off the ground when he saw his mother not serving him rice.
Entering the stove area, he stood on tiptoes to see inside the iron pot on the stove, only to find no rice left in it.
With a "wah," he burst into tears, "That big brother ate all my rice, wuuu wuuu..."
Xiao Jinxing was relishing his meal at the moment.
At the child's outburst, he was enveloped in a sheer awkwardness.
The woman also felt awkward, "The child doesn't understand, please, take your time and eat."
With that, she went to the stove house.
"Eat!" Ye Qichi noticed that Xiao Jinxing was clearly losing his appetite.
He probably never imagined that one day he would compete with a child for food.
Xiao Jinxing pursed his lips.
He was ready to put down his chopsticks.
"Finish it. How can you justify it to the child with a hungry belly if you don't?" Ye Qichi reminded.
Xiao Jinxing's complexion was not looking good.
