With wide eyes and a sense of profound injustice, Su Li wondered why he was being silenced. Yet, under the pressure of his brother's stern instructions, he closed his mouth and led Lele to the dining room.
By the time Gu Zi led Gu Shan and the others into the dining area, the three siblings were already enjoying their cornmeal porridge and pickles. They seemed to relish the simple meal as if it were a feast.
Even little Su Le, after taking a bite of the cornmeal porridge, clapped her hands and declared, "This is the best cornmeal porridge ever!"
Gu Shan and the others were taken aback. If the best meal they had was cornmeal porridge, what did they usually eat? No wonder they served plain water instead of tea to their guests in such a nice house. Could it be that they couldn't afford it?
Gu Shan pointed at the pot of cornmeal porridge on the table and asked, "Is this all you eat for lunch? Porridge and pickles? Don't you have any rice?"
