At home.
Chenchen was intently staring at the tablet.
On the screen, a video was playing—a montage of cute kids eating.
Meats, cakes, noodles, each looked delicious.
Sucking on his finger, Chenchen felt increasingly dissatisfied.
"Grandma, I want meat!"
He, too, wanted meat.
Little Pot-Pot, eating a big chicken drumstick, seemed to enjoy it very much.
"Chenchen wants meat?"
Seeing the little guy's greedy expression, Luo Qiuyue held back her laughter.
The temptation of delicious food was indeed effective.
"I want meat."
For the moment, mom and dad were too busy to think about it.
The little guy was only focused on eating.
"But it's already dark outside, and I'm not sure if we have any meat at home."
Luo Qiuyue frowned with concern, "Let's go check, shall we? Let's see if there's meat in the kitchen fridge, come on."
Qiuyue turned off the tablet and led Chenchen to the kitchen.
"Oh, Auntie is here, let's see what delicious thing she's making."