At dinner time, the three little kids began to dutifully urge Richelle Dunn to eat.
Timmy, a small "expert" in the field, had checked the calorie and nutritional content of tonight's dishes before dinner.
At dinner time, he accurately reported the nutritional content and value of each dish, as well as the calorie content per 100 grams, after he or his siblings had put it on Richelle's plate.
After finishing dinner, Richelle's mind was still filled with a string of food names and data.
When the three kids happily accompanied their grandfather for a walk, Richelle rolled her eyes at Roy Lewis.
She complained with disdain.
"Look at you, making up all sorts of reasons, having to use being too thin as an excuse. Now, I have to listen to nutrition lessons while eating."
Roy Lewis held back his laughter, sat behind her, and gently massaged her back and neck.
"It's my fault, I'll talk to Timmy later, so he won't torture people with these professional terms anymore."
