"Are you all full?"
Tong Xiaohua opened the bag, her head almost diving into it.
"We've just started eating, what did you pack? It smells great!"
Yan Bo touched her face, "Good girl, take it inside to Uncle Tong and Aunt Tong first; it won't taste good once it cools down."
Thus, Tong Xiaohua, holding the bag, trotted back to the dining room, "Dad, Mom, Yan Bo has packed some breakfast for you, eat it while it's hot."
Mother Tong took the bag and looked inside, "Mingxuan Restaurant, eh? I love their black bean sauce steamed phoenix claws, do you have any?"
Tong Xiaohua also leaned in, "I love shrimp dumplings, and fried milk too."
Following them, Yan Bo saw the mother and daughter eagerly watching as Tong Elder took boxes out of the bag one by one, then opened them in anticipation.
"Uncle Tong, Aunt Tong, good morning!"
"Xiao Yan, take a seat. How can we put you to such trouble, sending snacks over so early in the morning."
