The child was cunning and ran off in an instant.
Luo Dahua reached out but failed to grasp him, her heart aching for the trousers she had dug out just to make an appearance at the wedding banquet today. Lu Daqi pulled her slightly, "Let it go, kids don't pay attention to these things."
Luo Dahua could only chalk it up to bad luck and felt that the Cui family, old and young alike, were all unlikeable.
Meanwhile, the children were still playing around. One child asked Cui Xiaobao for some pastry, "Can you let me have a taste? To see if it's good. Last time, I gave you some of our white flour steamed bread."
Cui Xiaobao stuffed his mouth with big bites of the pastry, shaking his head like a rattle-drum, "No, no, this is mine."
