"It's Si Lang," Xiao Qi poked his head out from between Lian Manman and Lian Yeye, whispering quietly. His eyes were sharp, and he could see more clearly, "Ah, and there's Liulang. They must be sneaking off to eat the meatballs."
The fried meatballs and the cooked steamed meat were all placed in the big shed, waiting to be served at the banquet tomorrow. The Lian Family had prepared ten tables exclusively for the guests, and the Lian family members themselves would not be seated at the banquet. The children, including Lian Manman, would have no place at the table and would only be able to eat what was leftover from the banquet.
