Qiao Mei gently knocked on the things in her bag. "Hear the sound, these are flower pots."
"You must have good food with you! I can smell it!" the plump eldest child said bluntly as he pointed at Qiao Mei.
This kid was rude and quite overbearing. It seemed that the younger brothers were so skinny because this eldest child must have eaten everything.
"I ate at a restaurant before I came back," Qiao Mei said.
She had spent too much time in the restaurant today and there was probably some lingering food smell on her. She did not expect this child to have such a good sense of smell.
The children looked at one another, not knowing what to do. The second brother stood up and looked at Qiao Mei pitifully. "Elder sister, can you give us something to eat?"
"I don't have anything to eat. You guys can go look for food elsewhere." Qiao Mei continued walking straight towards the corridor.
