Little Prince had been craving goat soup, and as soon as he set foot on the ground, he immediately pulled his sister's sleeve and ran into the small restaurant, fearing that there would be no place to sit if they arrived late.
"Ah woo, ah woo."
Little Leopard, smelling the meat, joined in the commotion.
"Hey hey, no need to run so fast."
Su Qingluo looked at the two cute ones, large and small, and her eyes curved into a smile.
Following Little Prince's inclination, she let him pull her sleeve and run into the small restaurant.
Xue Mao, Wang Meng, and Shitou also followed them in with big strides.
According to the local customs of Sishui, they mostly drank goat soup and ate Stuffed Buns by sitting on low tables and stools instead of the usual tables and chairs.
Su Qingluo and the others followed the local customs, and they came to the only empty table with no one around. They found five small stools and sat down together.