The taste of one salted egg had just become apparent, but it was far from enough to satisfy the appetites of the two sisters. Xin Er couldn't help but peel two more salted eggs and quickly gobbled them down.
Seeing Xin Er reaching for more, Mo Yan hastily stopped her, "These salted eggs are delicious indeed, but eating too many at once isn't good. Hurry and peel them, separate the yolks from the whites, I need them over here!"
Xin Er looked at the half-peeled egg in her hand, hesitated, then suddenly opened her mouth wide and took a big bite, speaking with her mouth full, "A handful of grass won't kill a cow, this is the last one."
Mo Yan was torn between laughter and tears as she poked her sister's forehead with her flour-dusted finger and teased, "Glutton!"
