"Mom's soup is always the best."
Ming Mei served Xizeer some vegetables: "Then have some more soup, and eat the vegetables, I made them."
Yousheng whispered to Tongtong: "See, I told you! As soon as my brother comes home, Mom can't see us anymore."
Xizeer glanced at the two young ones, the two half-grown kids were leaning close to each other, making everyone think of two phrases — childhood sweethearts, innocent playmates, their two pretty little faces were especially endearing.
Tongtong playfully stuck out her tongue: "Brother just got back, and he worked hard outside, of course Ming should take care of him more."
"Look, look, you should learn from your sister, did you hear?" Ming Mei said while already reaching out, giving Yousheng a chicken wing: "Hurry and eat, remember to do your homework after finishing."
Yousheng groaned, "Homework again."
