Mu Zhenzhen ran crying to the Old Mu Family just as they were having dinner. A bowl of meat soup was placed in the most prominent spot; Old Mrs. Mu first served Mr. Mu, then Mu Xiangxiang, and then Mu Dazhong.
Finally, it was Mu Danian's turn. He watched Old Mrs. Mu's hand holding the soup ladle, ready to ladle it into his bowl.
Mu Zhenzhen burst in. "Mom, save some for me."
Old Mrs. Mu quickly withdrew her hand, picked up the entire bowl of meat soup, and placed it beside herself.
"What's wrong, my dear daughter? What happened? Did someone bully you? Or did someone hit you?"
Mu Zhenzhen's face was flushed, her hair was a mess, and her clothes were torn, as if she had been beaten up. Old Mrs. Mu held Mu Zhenzhen, calling her sweetheart, and started crying fiercely.
The others also stepped forward to comfort Mu Zhenzhen.
Only Mu Danian felt like the sky was falling; the meat that was so close to his mouth had flown away.
It was clearly his turn! How could it just disappear?
