"So you looked so excited when you heard about dinner," Feng Ruye said thoughtfully. "After all, saving money on dinner is a very cost-effective thing for you. So it seems that the reason you've been studying in Meisuo and maintaining your grades in the A class is the same?"

Tan Xing swallowed and said nothing.

"I think—it's more than that. He's probably not only thinking about having dinner here, but also thinking about how to take some of the food away."

When Qiu Feishuang said this, Tan Xing's expression changed slightly.

It seemed that Qiu Feishuang had hit the nail on the head - in fact, Tan Xing probably really thought so.

"But even if I can't take anything back, I'll be very satisfied if I can save the money for my own dinner for my family."

Tan Xing nodded, "Yeah, yeah." "That's right. Mom will definitely be very happy. I had a full meal outside. After all, dinner at home is usually very simple. I won't touch dinner much after lunch."

Chu Shangli thought to himself that there always seemed to be people who angrily blamed him for not wanting to be born. But, similarly, the children who grew up there not only had to face being born by people who didn't like them, but also had to face being raised under difficult conditions.

In comparison, Chu Shangli felt that he was much luckier to grow up in Gongyi Tianhe's family.

"By the way, I wonder if I can take some of these snacks home?"

"Of course."

Bai Xiaoqian's father and Bai Meng both readily agreed -

"If you want, there are many more behind—"

"Thank you very much—" Tan Xing took a small piece of sandwich and put it in his mouth. While chewing, he asked softly, "Oh, by the way, the topic was cut off halfway just now. Can I ask you one thing—why do you refuse to open a shop when you clearly have such skills? Is it related to that popular Family?"

"Well, actually, it tastes exactly like Family," Bai Xiaoqian's father answered readily. "We use the Family recipe at home—there's nothing wrong with enjoying it at home, but—if we were to sell it outside, it would undoubtedly violate certain principles."

"I see." Tan Xing nodded. "Now I understand a little better—although I'm not sure how similar the taste of Family is to this place..."

He let out a sigh: "So, can I tell my family that this is actually a Family snack?"

"This..." Bai Meng shook his head: "It's better not to."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because Family's dim sum is sold in limited quantities and for a limited time, if you say anything extra here, it might still cause trouble for Family." Feng Ruye pushed his glasses. "Since the uncle and aunt have a good relationship with the store owner to share the recipe with them, they probably don't want to cause any trouble to Family's business because of me. I wonder if you can understand this?"

Tan Xing was silent for a moment, stuffed the sandwich into his mouth, and swallowed it without chewing it: "I understand. It was really rude of me to make such a request before - I hope you don't dislike me -"