Even Qiu Xingyuan could not resist a look of surprise. He never knew that this woman could actually cook.
Amusement flashed across Qiu Tong's eyes when she saw them eating so happily.
"As long as you listen to me obediently, you will see better days in the future."
Qiu Xingyu held her bowl, which was bigger than her own face. "Mommy, will you still sell us when our life gets better?"
Her gaze was innocent. She had obviously been well protected by Qiu Xingyuan and Qiu Xingqiao.
Qiu Tong pinched her cheeks. "Of course not. You're already so old. Even if I sell you, you won't fetch a good price."
Qiu Tong spoke very seriously. In any case, even if she promised that she would not sell them, Qiu Xingyuan and Qiu Xingqiao might not believe her. She might as well find a reason so that they could remain in peace.
However, Qiu Xingyuan and Qiu Xingqiao looked at each other, their small faces full of worry.
