Yang actually ate quite fast herself, but she wasn't so carried away. After hearing her eldest daughter's reminder, she finally realized what was going on and tapped the table with her chopsticks, "Eat slowly! Otherwise, you'll get a stomachache in the middle of the night!"

Su Guangfu is an adult after all, and has strong self-control. After being reminded, he resumed chewing slowly.

Su Xueyan herself wanted to enter the "storm inhalation" mode, but she was too addicted to food, and her small teeth were not fully grown yet. Moreover, the eating method of "slurping noodles" which required time to master was still too difficult for a three or four-year-old girl. At best, she could only slurp one or two noodles at a time.

In fact, the one who devoured the food the most was Su Xuanhe. After he quickly slurped up the large bowl of shrimp noodles in front of him, he actually asked Su Qingluan with his empty bowl if she had any more.

"No more!" Su Qingluan rolled her eyes at him in annoyance. "I haven't even taken two bites, and you've already finished your whole bowl of noodles. You're eating so fast, are you afraid that your stomach won't hurt?"

"But I'm not full..." Su Xuanhe felt a little guilty after being scolded by Su Qingluan, but he still asked to be fed.

"You've eaten enough!" Su Qingluan refused without hesitation: the noodles she made were definitely enough to feed the whole family. The reason why Su Xuanhe felt not full was simple - he ate too fast.

But if I continue to let him eat too much, he will probably have a stomachache later.

As the saying goes, good things don't work, but bad things do. Not long after Su Xuanhe finished his meal that night, he really started to have a stomachache.