Empress Dowager Gu, not knowing what Ling liked to eat, had all sorts of dishes prepared.
Without exception, every dish was a feast for the senses.
Ling's eyes went wide at the dazzling spread. She shyly patted her little tummy. "Grandmother, I'm not a little piggy. I can't eat this much."
Even though she had a big appetite, she was still a small child and couldn't possibly eat everything.
Daddy and Mommy can't eat it all either.
Empress Dowager Gu was quite taken with Ling. She had the girl sit right beside her, hugging her little granddaughter, unwilling to let go for a moment.
"Just try a little of everything. Tell Grandmother what you like, and once I know your tastes, I'll only prepare your favorites next time. Then we won't need to make such a big spread."
'It was just food,' she thought. 'As long as her little granddaughter was happy, she would have dozens, even hundreds of dishes made.'
Ling wasn't one for extravagance or waste. Mei Wanying had taught her well.
