"This is Dragon Eye bun, please enjoy." Zhou Jia put down the three steamers and then said.
"Hey, why aren't there any chopsticks?" The grandma looked at the grandpa beside her with a strange look.
The old lady knew that the old man had eaten here yesterday, so she asked him directly.
"You'll know later. I'm here now. " The grandpa pointed at Zhou Jia and said.
The old woman nodded her head. At that time, Zhou Jia delivered the towel in the rectangular plate to her again.
When the Grandma and Grandpa were talking and Zhou Jia was talking, the little boy beside them always behaved obediently and didn't interrupt. He just looked at the restaurant curiously with his big eyes.
The little boy only spoke after the towel came up.
"Uncle, grandma said that the buns you make are delicious. Is that true?" The little boy had a watermelon - like head and looked at people when he spoke, making him look very cute.
