Aren’t You Full From the Amount of Words You’ve Eaten? (1)

The next day Tang Moyu decided to ditch her work and take a day off from her neverending workload as she followed her children around the garden. She was impressed with how much Xiao Bao and Little Star knew about taking care of their crops and how much water and sunlight they would need to grow. 

"Uncle Ji said we only need ten to twenty days more, Mommy. And then we can harvest the carrots we've planted. Isn't that great?" Little Star beamed a smile to her mother. 

"Wow, what else have you planted? You've planted a lot of veggies, are you sure you would be able to eat them all?" Tang Moyu knelt down beside her daughter as Xiao Bao busied himself watering the other crops across them. 

"Uncle Ji said he would be able to make yummy dishes from those, Mommy. I will make sure to eat a lot." The little girl said proudly. 

"That's good." Tang Moyu brushed the stray locks away from her daughter's cute face. "You will grow up healthy and strong."