It was indeed strange.
Madam Liu was not too concerned about her son, Lu Jiang, but paid more attention to Lu Ning.
Moreover, Lu Ning did not have to do household chores. They were left to the original Lu Sheng.
Lu Jiang, who was only five years old, had to collect wood from the forest with the other children in the village.
When she recalled Madam Liu's attitude toward Lu Jiang and Lu Xin, Lu Sheng suspected that the two of them were not Madam Liu's biological children.
"It's for you today. Hurry up and eat. If it turns cold, it won't be tasty anymore."
"Little Sister, you shall eat first!"
Lu Jiang broke off a part of the omelet and fed Lu Xin.
The omelet was still warm, and Lu Xin enjoyed eating it.
After he saw Lu Sheng eat it, Lu Jiang also took a careful bite.
"Yummy!"
He smiled at Lu Sheng. "This is the tastiest omelet I've ever eaten."
