Yun Jiao raised her voice and shouted, "San Ya—"
San Ya turned her head, and when she saw Yun Jiao, she happily tugged at Mrs. Chen's clothes and then ran inside.
Liu Lang followed in as well, staring at Yun Jiao's bowl of noodles on the table, licking his lips non-stop.
Mrs. Chen didn't dare to come in, afraid of spending money.
Yun Jiao had no choice but to get up, pull her in, and press her to sit down. She said to the shopkeeper, "Three more bowls of meat sauce noodles."
Mrs. Chen hurriedly said, "No, no, no, it's fine if they eat. I won't eat. I brought some coarse grain pancakes."
Yun Jiao laughed, "Mother, just eat, I'm treating today."
Mrs. Chen became even more uneasy, "How could I enjoy your food."
Yun Jiao shook her head, "Mother, just eat with ease."
After a while, the noodles were served.
Liu Lang eagerly picked up the chopsticks, clamped a piece of meat sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth, grinning and baring his teeth from the heat but not caring at all.
