She tugged at Zhao Changqing's sleeve again: "Uncle, I'm hungry."
Zhao Changqing looked at He Youyou.
He Youyou naturally didn't care.
"Perfect timing, let's eat together." He Youyou said to Butler Qian, "Old Qian, have someone bring another set of bowls and chopsticks."
The group entered the hall together, and Zhao Changqing pulled him to sit down.
The child's gaze swept across the dining table, and his face immediately fell.
"That's it?" He looked at Zhao Changqing in shock and asked.
Zhao Changqing nodded in satisfaction: "Yes, this is fine. Eat up."
The child lowered his head, pouted, and remained silent, stretching out a finger and picking at the patterns on the table.
"What's wrong? Didn't you say you were hungry? Eat up." Zhao Changqing urged, a smile playing on his lips.
While urging him on, he reached for a pancake, rolled up some pickles, and stuffed it into his mouth.
While eating, he said to He Youyou, "This pancake tastes better than the ones in my military camp."
He Youyou found it amusing to see him deliberately trying to provoke the child.
But they are guests after all, and we can't let them go hungry.
She thought for a moment, then stood up.
"I suddenly remembered that I forgot something. You guys eat first, I'll be right back."
With that, he turned and went to the backyard.
She went to the kitchen and took a plate from the cupboard.
Seeing that the cooks were not around, he took out a few sausages from his spatial storage, tore off the packaging, sliced them, and arranged them on a plate.
No child can resist ham sausage.
She carried the plate of sausages back to the main hall.
Zhao Changqing looked up and saw her walk in. His gaze involuntarily followed her until she sat down.
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