“Wanwan looks very energetic and polite. Ping, you’ve struck gold.”
While watching An Wan's behavior, Niu Ahong leaned close to Yun Ping and whispered in her ear.
Finding a treasure?
Hmph! Of course, I'm your precious darling.
An Wan, who was reading a comic book with Lu Zhili and had overheard them, twitched her little nose proudly.
It's all because my five senses became very sensitive after entering the Foundation Establishment stage.
Want to avoid overhearing other people's whispers?
It's really too difficult.
Unless you cover your ears.
"Little sister, look at this monkey. It was born from the five-colored stone left over from Nuwa's patching of the sky. It absorbed the essence of the sun and moon for hundreds of years."
Sitting to the side, Lu Zhili was still holding the comic book he had read ten times, and he was explaining "Journey to the West" to An Wan in a rapid-fire manner.
Born?
"Hahaha--"
The thought of Sun Wukong being born from a stone made An Wan unable to contain herself and burst into laughter.
Lu Jiayan, sitting next to her, covered his mouth and chuckled.
His fifth brother always spoke in a way that was sure to shock and amaze.
Yunping nodded and smiled, then turned to the cabinet behind her and took out a box of pastries. "Ah Hong, Qianqian, have some pastries. They're very fresh, and they taste great."
"Ah Ping, you're too kind. Keep the pastries for your children!" Niu Ah Hong pushed the box of pastries in front of Yun Ping.
Because she knew the Lu family's situation, it was already difficult for them to feed eight people before, and now there was an extra mouth to feed.
The money for Anwan's fever and illness last time was also borrowed from her own family.
“Come on, Jiayan, Zhili, Yanshu, Wanwan, have some pastries.” Niu Ahong took out a few pieces and handed them to the four of them.
"Thank you, Aunt Hong."
Who wouldn't be happy if there was food?
Lu Zhili smiled so hard his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Let Qianqian eat it! It's not expensive, and Qianqian probably wants some too!" Yunping picked up a piece of mung bean cake and handed it to Lu Qianqian, who was drooling over the cake.
"Thank you, Aunt Ping." Lu Qianqian didn't refuse. She stretched out her chubby hand, took the mung bean cake, and stuffed it into her mouth.
Niu Ahong couldn't stop her daughter, so she could only glare at her. "Can't you control your mouth?"
No ambition.
All they know is eating.
She had never let her daughter go hungry.
I don't know how I could have given birth to a daughter who loves to eat so much; she's getting rounder and rounder.
"I'm hungry~ What's wrong with taking a bite?" Even though she wasn't scolded, Lu Qianqian was still unhappy and blurted out.
"Ugh! You're driving me crazy! I haven't even said anything to you yet, and you're already talking back to me. You're hungry? I just ate two bowls of rice in less than ten minutes and you're already hungry again? Are you a pig?"
Niu Ahong was so angry with her gluttonous youngest daughter that she was in a state of utter despair.
If she keeps eating like this, won't her daughter become as fat as a pig?
I'm already a big guy, and my daughter inherited my physique and is very strong. Now she has such a big appetite. If she doesn't control her food intake, she'll definitely become a ball of fat in a few years.
She can't even get married.
"Let the child eat it! Qianqian loves this. Ah Hong, don't say anything to her. Girls are shy."
Yunping gently comforted her, saying that before An Wan came to her home, she had always treated Lu Qianqian as her own daughter.
They would always save a bite of the good food for this child.
"Aunt Ping, you're still the best to me." Lu Qianqian walked over and hugged Yun Ping's arm, acting coquettishly.
"Here, have another piece. Aunt Ping has some more. You can take a box home later. Aunt Ping bought it especially for you."
Yunping picked up another piece of osmanthus cake and handed it to Lu Qianqian.
Lu Zhili was very dissatisfied and unhappy. "Mom, I want to eat too."
He was always jealous whenever his mother treated Lu Qianqian so well.
He was clearly the youngest and deserved his mother's care the most.
"You're so jealous at your age, aren't you ashamed?" Yunping scolded playfully, then gently placed a piece of red bean cake into Lu Zhili's mouth.
She picked up the mung bean cake and gave it to An Wan, while giving Lu Jiayan the osmanthus cake, which was his only favorite flavor.
And Lu Yanshu, I almost forgot him.
He also likes to eat osmanthus cake.
She felt sorry for the child; he was so sensible.
She doesn't whine or act spoiled, nor does she throw tantrums or lose her temper.
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