The foodie San Bao's eyes shone. She nearly wanted to bite her fingers. However, upon thinking that her mom said that she couldn't bite her fingers, she immediately put them down when they just reached her mouth. "Mom, is it nice?" That thing called takeout.
"…"
Qiao Nan was pretty convinced of her daughter's gluttony. "It isn't nice at all. If it was, I would have long let the three of you try it."
San Bao looked at Zhai Hua. "Aunt ate it."
She would try not to eat food that wasn't delicious unless her mom forced her.
Her aunt was already an adult. Could it be that she wasn't as sensible as her and didn't know that she shouldn't eat food that wasn't delicious?
Qiao Nan laughed. "Your aunt's lazy. She'd rather eat food that wasn't delicious than prepare her own meals."
