"Dad! What are you looking at? Hurry up and eat!" Bai Xue understood Bai Daliang but didn't expose him, smiling as she urged him to eat.
"Hey! Dad's eating! Right away! This dough drop soup smells so good, you can tell it's delicious just by the smell!" The simple-minded Bai Daliang, prompted by his daughter, quickly picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
The family ate with great enthusiasm, occasionally lifting their heads to blow on the hot soup, as the dough drop soup was very hot.
Cuihua also ate many dumplings. To ensure the two newborns could have milk sooner, she disregarded the other kids and ate the remaining dumplings after dividing them among the children. The two newborns, full and content, slept soundly.
In the end, everyone was so full that they had round bellies and felt uncomfortable even while sitting.
Nothing was left on the table besides empty bowls and pans, which were licked clean.
