"So, are you sharing it with me?" He was touched that his daughter would think of him when she had good food at the Qiao family's residence.
"Don't waste it, Dad, hurry. I suppose if you don't hurry, the porridge will be finished by others."
"Okay, I will hang up now." Shi Peng did not expect that his daughter had made a phone call just to inform him to have some of the porridge. He was glad that she was filial to him.
"Dad, remember to have it."
"I will hang up now." Shi Peng hung up the phone first. He was a man and Zhai Sheng's elder. Even if he really wanted to have the shredded chicken porridge, he would not sound so bold and righteous like Shi Qing.
However, after hanging up the phone, Shi Peng felt that since his daughter was being filial, he should appreciate her effort. Since Qing Qing was full of praise for the shredded chicken porridge, he should give it a try. It was not the working style of the soldiers to let food go to waste.
