He Yuzhen was eating silently, her chopsticks casting brief shadows.
Just as she reached for the meat for the third time, Zhou Guiying's chopsticks blocked hers, glaring at her fiercely. After releasing her chopsticks, she took a piece of meat for her grandson and granddaughter, then clamped two pieces for Jiang Xingye.
"Eat meat; that's why you're here—to eat meat."
Jiang Xingye ate one piece and divided the remaining two among his nephew and niece, swallowed the last bite of corn bun, placed his bowl aside, and leaned against the bed piano, "I'm done eating!"
"I told you to eat two more pieces!" Zhou Guiying was annoyed but couldn't do anything about it.
Throughout the entire meal, Jiang Xingye hardly took any vegetables.
