Morning.
At the break of dawn.
The familiar scent of gruel entered Zhang Ye's nose. Zhang Ye subconsciously sniffed a little and woke up under the blanket. He rubbed his belly in hunger and turned his head. In front of him in the open kitchen, a hot steaming pot of gruel was cooking. He did not know when Rao Aimin had woken up, but he saw her standing there with her arms folded, looking at Chenchen. Meanwhile, Chenchen was forcefully made to sit at the table as she did her homework.
"Aunt, I'm hungry."
"You can eat after you’ve finished your homework."
"There's so much left to do, I'm hungry."
"You asked for it by not completing your homework last night. I already told you to finish it before sleeping, but you just didn't put my words to heart. Must you really need someone to supervise you?"
"But I'm really hungry."
"Will you still do this again in the future?"
"I won't dare to."
".....Eat then. After you have eaten, continue doing your homework!"
