"Save a piece for me!" Chu Junbao had just finished eating the slices of pork in sauce when all three dishes were wiped clean.
"You guys are so savage." Chu Junbao directly grabbed the plate, snagging the last piece of smoked sausage. If he had been any slower, there would have been nothing left for him.
Chu Xiaoyao complained, "You're the savage one, grabbing the plate like that."
Chu Junbao defended himself with pride, "If I didn't grab it, there would have been none left."
Everyone burst into laughter at this.
"Whaa whaa whaa—" A child at the next table started crying because he didn't get any sausage.
This was a wedding banquet; how could there be tears? The parent quickly tried to soothe him, "Don't cry, mommy will go see if I can find some more for you."
The child stopped crying only to plead with big, teary eyes, "Mommy, hurry…"
With a heavy heart, Chu Junbao handed over the sausage he had just fought for, "Here, don't cry."
