"So, if you take this bun home, you will never have another meat bun to eat. Now, do you still want to take it home?"
Yang Dongxue blinked, "Will I not be able to eat buns anymore?"
"Yes, as long as you stuff the bun into your pouch and take it home, you will never be able to eat meat buns again, and you can only watch as others eat, watch as your Sister Yunyun eats, and as your Brother Qingbao eats. You will be the only one who can't eat."
Yang Dongxue made a face full of grievance, pursed her lips and seemed ready to cry.
Yang Chuxia added, "Crying won't help, you still won't be able to eat."
"Okay then, I won't take it." The little girl spoke up, immediately pulling her lips back into a smile, and put the other bun back on the table. She turned and started drinking her soup instead.
"However, you can still eat the buns at my home, just can't take them away." Yang Chuxia, seeing her drinking soup with a pitiful look, said another sentence.