Qin Jiale set the bowls and chopsticks on the table and brought the dishes over. Seeing that her parents and brother hadn't come in yet, she called out, "Dad, Mom, and Brother, the meal is ready!"
By the time they came in, the food had all been prepared: a plate of cabbage, a stack of pickles, a basin of steamed buns, and four bowls filled with watery rice!
The Qins' life wasn't great, but they could at least say they had enough to eat!
"Wow, our little sister is so capable!" Qin Yu teased Qin Jiale with an exaggerated tone.
"Brother, can't even eating keep your mouth shut?" Qin Jiale looked at her brother.
Why did he act like a grown-up in front of others, but like an immature child when he was with her?
"Little sister, you got it wrong. Eating is meant to fill the belly, not to shut the mouth!" Qin Yu picked up a steamed bun and took a bite.
"Let's eat before it gets cold!" Mrs. Qin smiled as she looked at them.
