Zhao Qianqian finished eating at the Li family's house, sat idle for a while, and was about to leave when Li Qi hurriedly handed her a pre-packed bag of buns: "Xiao Luo didn't come, take some more back for you two to have breakfast."
"Thank you, Aunt Li." Zhao Qianqian accepted it without hesitation. Just then, Li Cuixia pushed the door open, saw the bag in Zhao Qianqian's hand, and her face instantly darkened: "Taking food and stuff, really treating this place like your own home?"
"Eldest daughter-in-law!" Li Baohan shouted, "Xiao Zhao and Xiao Luo bring so many things here every time; a few buns are nothing."
Li Cuixia pouted as she looked at Li Qi: "Mom, give me some buns. I haven't eaten yet, I'm starving."
Aunt Li lowered her head, murmuring: "There are none left."
"None left?" Li Cuixia asked, "How many did you make, already gone?" Her eyes darting to the bag in Zhao Qianqian's hand.
