Having fallen behind his son, Old Man Hua glared at Hua Chengtian, but his chopsticks were just as quick in reaching for the greens on the table.
Old Lady Hua and Mrs. Qi were also unwilling to fall behind, so they extended their chopsticks as well.
Then they all collectively fell silent.
Almost in unison, their eyes turned to the wide-eyed Hua Jin.
It wasn't as hard to swallow as they thought. Aside from being slightly salty, the greens were stir-fried to be fresh and crispy. For a young girl cooking for the first time, it could be called perfect.
The response to Hua Jin, aside from Mrs. Qi urging her daughter to eat quickly, was that none of them stopped reaching for the dishes with their chopsticks. Seeing this, Hua Jin's appetite grew, and she happily sipped her porridge with a smile.
