"Don't talk about bugs while we're eating. You're so annoying, Xiaonan."
Jim Thorne gave her little pigtail another tug. He wasn't too bothered by it; he'd just been grossed out for a moment. His teacher had told them to wash their hands before meals countless times, but how many people in the countryside actually did it? Everyone seemed perfectly healthy, and he'd never seen anyone get eaten by bugs.
Tang Xiaonan shot him a glare and turned her head away, too lazy to lecture him anymore. Habits weren't formed overnight, and they certainly couldn't be corrected in a single day.
She made her family wash their hands before every meal. Over time, it would naturally become a habit.
The members of the Thorne family may have looked stout and strong, but their health wasn't actually that great. They rarely got sick, but when they did, they were bedridden for long stretches. That was true for Felix Thorne, and it was true for Phoebe Huxley. She had to plan ahead.
