"Xiuxiu!" exclaimed Mrs. Song. "I steamed a custard for our boy and girl twins with no less than four eggs in it! I'm not sure if that'll be enough to fill their little bellies." She carried out several bowls of boiled eggs in a large food container made from the family's special wood, with Song Chengguang following her like a little assistant, all smiles.
"Eh! That's plenty!" The twins had just been weaned and their appetite wasn't great, so a small bowl of egg custard followed by some formula would be totally enough." Mrs. Song's warm inquiry managed to pull Xu Xiuxiu's attention away from Song Tianxin's daunting gaze, triggering an automatic response from her.
