"What else do you want to eat?"
Lu Xiaocha replied without hesitation, "Meat!"
Fu Ye stood up. "Wait. I'll buy you pigeon soup now. I heard that it's the most nourishing food."
Lu Xiaocha waited expectantly.
As for the two children, they finally waved their little fists and cried loudly after they were hugged by the large group of relatives around them, who were unwilling to let go.
The first to cry was the older brother. His voice was loud and clear. He kicked his short legs and almost kicked his eldest uncle's chest!
Lu Beihuai covered his chest and coughed. "This little guy's strength is like his mother."
He had just been born, yet he almost kicked him to death!
Laughter immediately came from the surroundings.
The two children cried. The adults tried to coax them but to no avail.
Lu Xiaocha craned her neck and looked at them. "Let me try?"
This crying was a little heart-wrenching.
