"I guess it's true what they say: perfect timing beats early planning. The three of you really have a knack for showing up at the right moment," I said with a laugh, just as I picked up my chopsticks and saw them come in.
"Hehe, Mom, I came because I smelled the delicious food," Qiqi said with a rare flattering comment, running to take his seat next to Mom.
Yueyue looked at her brother who had taken the lead and pouted, "Brown-noser."
Qiqi glanced at her, pretending not to hear. Yueyue, worried that the only place left beside Mom would be taken by Dad, dashed over to sit on the other side of Mom. She quickly grabbed her chopsticks and picked up some pickles for Mom, placing them in the small dish in front of her, urging, "Mom, eat."