“We’re hungry.” Zhang Ye said with no energy.
Chenchen also said, “Big Aunt, is it done yet?”
“We will faint if we don’t get any food.” Zhang Ye called out.
Chenchen took her chopsticks and struck them on the bowl, “Rice, rice, rice!”
These two were spurring each other on, wave after wave.
The kitchen door opened as Rao Aimin walked out wearing an apron, saying, “Who’s rushing me? Settle down properly! You didn’t even help me, all you know is to eat! The nerve! Keep disturbing me and no one will get to eat!”
As the host got annoyed, the both of them immediately shut their mouths.
After about 10 minutes, the dishes were served and the rice was also ready.
Zhang Ye ate with his chopsticks like a hungry tiger while Chenchen also tried to snatch from him. The young and the old duo shoved and swallowed their food without any table manners.