At the dinner table when Xiu placed the steamed dumplings, she even told everyone, "These ones are made by our family's little helpers. Aren't they such sweethearts?"
"Oh, this one is made by my grandkids," asked Xin Zimen as he looked enthusiastically at the strangely shaped dumplings. But his expressions didn't change at all. In fact, he stared at them lovingly as he said, "I need to give these a try." He took one and ate it without any hesitation. "Mmm... This is delicious. It seems I need to add a reward with this year's red envelopes."
Not only him, everyone gushed over those dumplings. For a moment it felt like the ones made by Xiu had lost favor but did she care? Hell no! She was more than pleased to see how these kids were happy just hearing all these compliments. And their chests puffed up in pride. How adorable!
It was just this easy to please the kids. Who would have known that the kids were so simple?
