Luo Qianqian swallowed saliva but obediently stayed seated without moving her chopsticks. Elders hadn't seated at the table yet, only impulsive children would start eating first.
Soon enough, Ji Xun, Hu Si, and Uncle Zhuang joined them. They took a whiff of the tantalizing food and smiled contentedly.
Luo Qianqian tasted a mouthful of white porridge, which was soft and glutinous, with crispy bamboo shoots that were refreshing. As for the soup, Feng served her a bowl, but for some reason, she didn't feel like picking up her chopsticks.
Looking at the shiny white soup, Luo Qianqian asked doubtfully, "Is this fish soup?"
Hu Si's eyes twinkled with amusement, "You were catching fish yesterday? Well, even so, they can live in the water after all."
On hearing this, Luo Qianqian hastily pushed the bowl away from herself, shaking her head repeatedly, "I don't want it, I don't want it."
