"No problem. I'll make any food you want," Yang Meirong patted her daughter's hand and said.
"Sis, at this moment, even if you wanted to eat the stars in the sky, Mom would go and pluck them for you," Zhixin said with a chuckle.
"Go, little boy. Don't be so rude," Yang Meirong scolded her son.
"Grandma, Mom always makes you worry, right?" Little Bean sat in her grandmother's arms.
"Right. Your mom always makes me worry."
"But I heard all the geniuses are like this. Uncle doesn't cause you trouble, but he's not smart." Little Bean smirked.
"Hey! Little girl, you dare to mock your uncle…" Zhixin flicked Little Bean on her head.
"Supper is ready. Come and eat."
"Huh? We have to eat again? I'm so full…" Little Bean touched her round belly.
They had stayed in Green Tea Restaurant the whole afternoon and ate lots of fruits and desserts with the other kids, including Gao Boyuan and Wei Yunchu.
