She wandered about the yard every day, silent and bored.
Xiachu brought Xiaoman over to her.
Yun Dai smiled and asked, "Xiaoman, how many radishes did you eat today?"
Xiaoman furrowed her brow, thought for a while, and uncertainly said, "Five… no, it was six."
Jiang Ning glanced at Xiaoman's hand.
She still had half a radish left in her hand, it was the long and large green radish, as thick as a baby's leg.
Most people could only manage to eat half of one.
Yet she had quietly nibbled on so many while squatting in the corner.
Jiang Ning asked with a smile, "Doesn't your stomach hurt when you eat so many?"
"Nope." Xiaoman shook her head.
"Don't eat anymore. Even if your body is strong, it can't handle this much food." Jiang Ning asked Dongxie to take the radish from her hand and pour her a glass of honey water. "Drink some water."
The honey water was sweet and delicious.
