Stony came out of the room, and saw many fruits on the table. He put the fruits on a plate and then put the bag into the cabinet neatly.
Jaquan thought he was so sensible and adorable. Other children at four or five were still playing around. But he already learned to put the fruit on a plate and put away the bags.
"Stony, serve yourself." Jaquan said.
"Thank you, Mr. Jaquan." The Stony did not take anything.
Jaquan opened the thermos pot. It was porridge. He poured it into three bowls. Then he placed two of them on the tray and said, "Take this as well and give it to your mother."
Stony tried to take the bowl carefully. Seeing that, Jaquan put down his bowl and said to him, "Alright, stay here. I'll take it for her."
"Thank you, Mr. Jaquan." Stony obediently replied.
Jaquan picked it up and realized something was wrong. He could take a bowl. When turned around, he saw Stony squatting beside the table and drinking porridge. He could only sigh lightly. Alright.