Tang Family Dining Hall
"Mom, you know what, there's a mountain of gold bars in the room." The little boy stuck the chopsticks into his bowl, waving his arms as he told Xu Shuhui about something.
You can't possibly be older than four with such a level of expression. Tang Luo, staring at the nonsense-spouting little boy, moved the rice to his mouth speechlessly.
"Really, bro is amazing, eat some meat."
Xu Shuhui on the other hand was thrilled, acting as if she was hearing this news for the first time, appearing rather astonished.
She even cheerfully picked up some food with her chopsticks and placed it in Tang Luo's bowl as an encouragement.
"Thank you, mother." Tang Luo thanked her awkwardly.
