"Go on, go on. You've already taken a bite, and now you want me to eat your slobber? You eat it. I don't even like these anyway." He Fuli pushed it away irritably. Though her words were dismissive, a gratified smile couldn't help but appear in her eyes.
"Come on, eat it! I'm not sick, what are you afraid of?" Xiao Li, not giving up, pushed the pork bun closer again. "You should taste it properly. Every time Dad brings them back, you only take one tiny bite. How can you even taste it like that?"
"Xiao Li, you eat it yourself. Isn't there another one? Give that one to Mom, I won't have any. Tomorrow, I'll be with the guests, and I might get a chance to eat one or half of one. You guys won't be at the table, and I doubt any of these pork buns will be left over." Just as the two were pushing the half-eaten pork bun back and forth, Xiao Li's older brother, Xiao Yan, walked into the courtyard.
