Just then, Lin Xiaozhi walked over.
"Sister, I want more!" He went to Lin Xiaoyue's side and handed the bowl to her.
Lin Xiaoyue looked at Lin Xiaozhi and then saw Xiao Qing holding his bowl and looking at her.
"Aunt." She called out shyly.
He had actually called her aunt before, but grandmother Liu had not allowed him to do so.
And because of his uncle and aunt, he couldn't call her sister, so he could only call her aunt.
"You can bring it over too." Lin Xiaoyue smiled and said.
This child had always pretended to be mature, but today, he had the temperament of a child.
After that, Lin Xiaoyue turned around and gave Lin Xiaozhi more cold cakes.
"This is the third bowl. You can't add more after you eat it." He added it and handed it to Lin Xiaozhi.
"I know, sister." The child replied with a smile and walked away with the bowl.
