"cannot!"

She decisively stopped her son from indulging in any further fantasies about 'delicious food'.

"Oh~"

A clear look of disappointment flashed across the little guy's face.

She kept thinking: Why can't I eat it? Why can't I eat it? Is Mommy lying to me?

Ye Wanying had no idea that her son was starting to doubt her.

Yeah, just for the food!

At this moment, no one expected that a great surprise would soon befall them.

It was so shocking that people were caught completely off guard, utterly unprepared.

Because it was a daughter's wedding, they didn't eat lunch, but rather a midday meal.

The groom, leading the wedding procession, first arrives at the bride's home, where they kneel to pay respects to her parents and ancestors. The officiant then gives a speech, and the wedding officially begins.

Actually, it was just the start of the meal. Because the groom's house was a bit far away, we had to leave before 10 o'clock to go to the groom's house for the formal luncheon.

The old man and his entourage hadn't been sitting for long when someone outside in the courtyard shouted:

"Dinner's ready! Dinner's ready! The bride's toasting session is here!"

These days, outdoor banquets are all the rage, and that little dumpling is no longer in this house.

The little guy knew Gaojia Village very well, and as long as he didn't go to the Gao family, Ye Wanying didn't restrict her son.

Xiao Jiu was dragged around by the little dumpling, and finally arrived at the stove built with fire bricks outside Aunt Liang's yard. Several chefs who were cooking at the baba banquet were wearing short sleeves and were vigorously stir-frying dishes in the pot with spatulas that were as big as a head.

"Hurry up and have someone plate it."

Soon, an aunt wearing an apron came over with a stack of plates and quickly arranged them. The chef then scooped out a plate of food with a spatula and poured it into the plate with perfect precision, ensuring that every plate contained the same amount.

The fragrant, freshly cooked dishes were placed on the table, and the foodie Dumpling was already unable to move.

"Little Tuanzi, let's go find Great-Grandpa and the others."

"No, I won't go. I'll stay right here."

Little Jiu had no idea that the little dumpling brother had already been completely captivated by the delicious-smelling dish.

"Then I'll go find my great-grandfather myself."

Xiao Jiu's personality, developed from a young age, means she doesn't really like being in unfamiliar environments with lots of people.

"OK."

The scoundrel felt no remorse whatsoever. You little rascal, you were the host, yet you left your guests out in the cold.

After Xiao Jiu left, the chubby little dumpling moved slowly toward the table where many dishes were laid out.

The little one stopped behind the counter, finally remembering his mother's words: no matter where he was, he couldn't go near the stove.

Plop...plop...a ​​few drops of saliva landed on the wooden table.

The freshly fried shrimp looks delicious, no wonder the little guy was drooling.

It stretched out its chubby paws several times, its face showing a lot of confusion.

To eat or not to eat?

A pair of bright eyes swept around the surroundings:

Huh, nobody's here!

Its bright eyes shone with an astonishing light. Then, the little person stretched out its paw, grabbed a twisted dough stick from the nearest plate, and squatted down in a flash, stuffing the food into its mouth.

Wow, this is so delicious!

The little guy was like a little mouse, secretly eating while nodding approvingly.

Completely unaware that a figure was standing behind them.

"So crispy, so fragrant, so delicious..." The words kept tumbling out in a blur.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind: "Do you still want it?"

"want!"