The sweet aroma kept drilling into his nose, and Chen's father's throat rolled a bit, but he still had a cold expression on his face:
"Both of you stand right there, you and Mom, you are only allowed to look, not to eat. Yunyun—"
"You're living quite luxuriously now, huh? How much do you even earn to dare buy watermelons that cost 20 yuan per catty? Our family isn't wealthy enough for that."
"And Mom, what about you? The doctor emphasized a thousand times that you can't eat sugary foods, yet you ate half a watermelon at once, do you not care about your life at all?"
He grabbed a spoon, and at that moment, he viciously scooped into the heart of the melon, and a cluster of crispy, red flesh was bitten off!
Mmm!
Chen's father's expression froze.
The old lady's face was filled with longing, and she couldn't help but swallow again. In fact, she felt quite full after eating that half melon earlier, but her taste buds still craved more.
