As dinner was laid out, Yang Qingrui took out the leftover roasted fish and quail eggs from the vegetable basket.
"Mom, little brother, little sister, look, these are the fish and quail eggs my sister roasted this afternoon."
As soon as Yang Qingrui finished speaking, Yang Chuxia heard two gulps. She turned her head and saw that they came from her little brother and sister, who, despite their cravings, held themselves back from reaching out for the food.
"Dad, mom, let's eat. Not going to the principal wife's house for dinner tonight is much more peaceful." After calling Yang Dachuan and Ms. Wang, she handed the remaining quail eggs to Yang Qingtong and the youngest Yang Xiayun, "Little brother, little sister, eat up!"
"Thank you, sister!"
"Thank you, sister!" The two children happily took them, but seeing that there was only one quail egg left on the table, Yang Qingtong quickly gave his to Ms. Wang, "Mom, this is for you!"
"Good child, mom won't eat, you eat it!"
