Zhao Ruihai also looked at her with quite a bit of resentment:
"Little kids... don't need so many rules. You've been a boss so long you're going mad, not a shred of tolerance. This is the time when kids are growing and need nutrition. What if they get too hungry and harm their health?"
???
This time, it was Zhao Yingjun's turn to be stunned.
Are these really her parents?
She remembered clearly...
When she was a child and left a few grains of rice uneaten, her father would scold her for not knowing how to save food, followed by a lesson on hardship, telling her stories about people starving to death, eating tree bark, and grass roots during tough times.
And as for starting a meal before the elders arrived, that was even more unthinkable.
As the younger generation, she had to honestly wait; there was absolutely no chance of eating first.
What now?
How could they forget this fine family tradition today?
Zhao Yingjun chuckled:
