บท 279: Be Careful Not to Turn into Fish Porridge

"I want to eat fish!"

"I want shrimp!"

"I want meat!"

Next door, Lian Tianyi sat on the ground, kicking and screaming at the top of his lungs, his cries resounding through the heavens.

At the door, Zhouzhou leaned over to watch the commotion. She looked up at Xi Yan and grabbed his hand, placing it over her ears to cover them.

With her chubby arms hugging a bowl, she wolfed down her food while staring wide-eyed at the courtyard.

Qin Er, serving her the dishes, curiously asked, "What's he crying about?"

"Crying for pie." Zhouzhou swallowed the food in her mouth and said between bites, "Of course, he'll cry if he's only promised pie but not given any to eat."

If someone dared to promise her pie but wouldn't let her eat it, she'd cry until the sky leaked!

In the courtyard, Lian Pei also had a headache. Originally, he just wanted to soothe his son, but he kept pestering for the things he had been promised. Where could he get it for him?