Wow, that's a brilliant idea!

It wasn't until lunchtime that the little boy came out of his room, not even glancing at him out of the corner of his eye, and went straight to his seat, where Ye's mother was sitting next to him.

"Grandma, Tuanzi wants to eat."

Huh, why are you being so proactive today?

Although Ye's mother was a little suspicious, she immediately served her food since the child had asked for it.

"Okay, Grandma, serve rice to our dumplings."

The little one nodded emphatically: "Grandma, I want lots of rice, I want to eat lots of dumplings." Eating more rice will help me grow up quickly.

Mother Ye had no idea what her grandson was thinking. She served him the same amount of rice as usual, not daring to increase the portion size.

After Mother Ye put the bowl down, the little boy picked up his little spoon and shoveled rice into his mouth.

"Child, slow down, slow down, don't choke."

Since no one is taking it, is the child really hungry?

Knowing the inside story, Ye Wanying suppressed her laughter and waved a crab in front of the little boy:

"Son, the crab is delicious!"

Everyone heard the little man involuntarily slurp, but then he shook his head:

"I won't eat the dumpling!" she refused.

Hmph, this crab was broken off by a ***, Tuanzi doesn't want to eat it.

The little button looked so awkward, Ye Wanying continued:

"You really don't want to eat it? It smells so good, it's fresh from the river, it must be very fresh and delicious."

Sure enough, the little guy glanced around furtively, but in the end, he lowered his head and continued eating.

"Hey, Xiaoyang, here, this is the biggest one for you."

"Thank you, sis. I knew you loved me the most."

Um?

My favorite?

The little man immediately released the bowl and glared at Ye Chenyang with displeasure.

Ye Chenyang thought the little guy was jealous of his big crab, so he maliciously started eating it right in front of the little guy.

"Wow, this is delicious, so delicious!"

The little guy couldn't hold back any longer and started howling, which startled Ye's mother, who wondered what had happened.

"What's wrong? Are you choking?"

Ye Wanying had teased her son enough, knowing that if she continued, the little guy would cry, so she quickly picked up a crab and put it in his small bowl.

"This crab is the prettiest. Eat it."

The little man stopped howling, glanced at Ye Wanying, and was about to blurt out the words "I won't eat."

How could Ye Wanying not see that her son was still being difficult?

"Mom loves watching her baby eat with gusto!"

Hearing this, the little one looked like he was reluctant and wouldn't eat it if Mommy hadn't said so.

The crabs have already been processed, so the little one doesn't need to break them apart.

As a typical foodie, how could one crab be enough?

Seeing that her son had finished the one in his bowl, Ye Wanying put another one in the little boy's bowl:

"You can only eat two, or what will happen?"

My stomach hurts.

The little guy remembered this vividly from the first time he ate crab.

Ye's parents didn't really like eating crabs, so the three of them, plus Ye Chenyang, divided them up equally, with each person getting two.

"Sis, when are we going to get some more crabs?"

Ye Chenyang ate until his tongue was sticking out, still lingering on the food.

"Make your own food if you want to eat."

She decisively rejected her brother's suggestion.

This kid is such a rascal, all he knows is how to eat, he doesn't even know how troublesome the preparation process is.

Trying something new every now and then is fine, but doing it all the time is just exhausting.

Ye Chenyang had no idea that his older sister was trying to slack off, so he pouted and whispered, "I don't know how to do it."