Her mom immediately gave her a beautiful eye roll: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, you little glutton, as if your dad and I would really covet your two eggs."
"You would!" Jiang Mianmian stated with resounding conviction that seemed to echo as it landed.
It wasn't as if such things had never happened.
Her mom covered her face, sobbing pretentiously: "I just ate one of your rice cakes back then, why do you still hold a grudge until now?"
Jiang Mianmian said quietly: "Only one rice cake? Were those peanuts and jerkies eaten by rats, perhaps?"
When she was two or three years old, she hadn't quite figured out her mom's proclivity for pilfering treats, and without being on guard, her mom would sneakily stash and snack on them.
After discovering this, her mom even had the nerve to say it was for her own good, that she was small with tender teeth, and eating too much could lead to indigestion and diarrhea.
Ah, the little girl was getting sharper and sharper.
