The Person She Thought About

For dinner, she made stir-fried bamboo rat meat, two vegetables, a fried egg with sand onions, and a bowl of soup.

The family's appetite was whetted. Su Ze even ate three big bowls of rice. When he went to scoop more rice, Su Jidong could not help but cough.

"Cough cough…"

Su Ze asked curiously, "Father, what's wrong? Why are you coughing all of a sudden? Don't tell me you caught a cold?"

Su Jidong said with a straight face, "Rascal, it's enough!"

If this kid ate like this again, the rice jar at home would be empty in less than two days.

"What did you say? I don't understand!" Su Ze pretended to be stupid.

There was still rice in the pot. Why didn't he let him eat it?

He felt that his stomach could still hold two more bowls of rice!

Su Jidong glared at him. "If you continue eating like this, the rice jar at home will run out. You're not a pig, so why are you eating so much?"