Having been dragged into the house, Zhuang Zhuang was not very happy to begin with. When he asked for the reason, Xiao Zhu and Yu Ling were vague and didn't give him a convincing reply. That made him even more depressed.
While Xiao Zhu and Yu Ling were clearing the table, Zhuang Zhuang secretly ran to the kitchen. Before he entered, he heard some noises.
For some reason, Zhuang Zhuang stopped smiling and quietly squatted down by the door, peeking inside.
What were his parents eating?
Zhuang Zhuang sniffed hard, but he didn't smell any meat. It wasn't meat or bones. What were they nibbling on?
Feeling curious, Zhuang Zhuang stretched his neck to take a better look. Other than their flushed faces, he could not see anything else.
Zhuang Zhuang stomped his feet in a fit of pique. They didn't even ask him along when they had good food. He was not going to care about his parents anymore!