It wasn't long before Xingxing took a bowl out of the kitchen to make rice with boiling water, Ake had already patted his belly full, and then he pointed to the curry chicken on the table, "There! More!"
"Got it, got it."
As Xingxing carried the bowl over to look, she was stunned. The large plate of curry chicken, with the chicken feet, necks, heads, and carcasses, was all picked clean, leaving only the best parts like the legs, breasts, and wings. Although Xingxing had lived many years in this world, she was still a woman at heart, and tears suddenly started streaming down her cheeks into her mouth, tasting bitter and acrid.
"Don't cry... don't cry."
Seeing Xingxing shed tears, Ake, the most flustered, came over in a clumsy rush, trying to wipe her tears with his sleeve. But with his rough and clumsy ways, instead of wiping her tears, he smudged her face like a raccoon washing its face...
