What do kids know.
Seeing the steamed bun in Grandma's palm, he couldn't help but feel happy.
He twisted around to look at his mother and then walked over to grab it.
Who knew Wu Jin'ai would get annoyed seeing the old lady act like that.
The old lady loved playing the good guy.
Usually, she was biased toward the younger siblings in the city.
Anything good, she'd always save a portion for them.
If it weren't for taking food to the younger siblings in the city every year, would they really not have enough to eat?
Isn't it all because of the old lady.
Now she runs out to play the good guy?
As if anyone cares.
A slap landed.
Actually, Wu Jin'ai didn't mean to hit the old lady, but Da Niu had already reached for the bun yet hadn't taken it.
Wu Jin'ai's slap accidentally landed right on the old lady's wrist.
The old lady let out an "ouch."
The bun she was holding fell to the ground.
It rolled into the center of the room.
Everyone's gaze was fixed on it.
