The two brothers of the Hua family also looked at their mother, as they were very interested in this unfamiliar thing.
Qi Shi almost couldn't help but glare at her youngest son, who was incessantly curious.
The child seems to be too talkative!
If a sapling is not pruned, it won't grow properly. Likewise, a person needs to be regularly disciplined, Qi Shi squinted her eyes.
Hua Jin, the one responsible for this, sat obediently on the side, silently lighting a lamp for her clueless father.
"You'll know if it's good to eat in a while, wait," Qi Shi said to the children, facing their gazes.
In truth, she also wanted to know how it tasted. To prevent her son from asking further, Qi Shi rarely showed a look of impatience.
Indeed, none of the kids dared to ask more, even the second brother Hua wanted to ask but held it back.
Seeing the children were silenced, Qi Shi glanced at her daughter again.
