Zhao Qinglan didn't mind giving her son a couple of bites from her own bowl, but before she could say anything, Li Huai kicked her son under the table.
"Go eat your own noodles."
That was leftover for my wife, you brat! What are you eating? That was my way of showing my love for my wife. You can use it when you have your own wife later. You have no sense of propriety at all!
Zhao Qinglan was exasperated by her husband's pettiness and could only call out, "Add another bowl of scallion oil noodles."
"Okay."
Erwa, who was feeling aggrieved after being kicked by his father, immediately perked up, his eyebrows practically flying to the sky. "Mom is the best."
"Hmm?" Li Huai hummed.
Erwa immediately stopped laughing and lowered his head to eat his noodles.
The older child was speechless at his younger brother's stupidity.
Why did you have to provoke someone? You had to pick a fight with a tiger. Isn't that just asking for trouble?
When the pan-fried dumplings and xiaolongbao arrived, Erwa quickly cheered up again.
Zhao Qinglan was quite moved by this. In fact, being able to eat delicious food made them so happy, and Erwa's joy was the easiest thing for them to experience.
The meal was quite varied and interesting.
By the time they finished eating, it was already dark. The family went to the Huangpu River under the night sky to take a walk and digest their food.
It's hot now, and many citizens are going out for a walk in the evening to cool off.
Zhao Qinglan found it particularly interesting to listen to the locals of Haishi chatting in their local dialect.
Every place has its own unique characteristics. Traveling around and seeing different things can broaden one's horizons and change one's mindset.
This is probably the meaning of "reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles".
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