It's quite strange—Lu Erxiong is fearless, except when it comes to his brother Xibao.
After hearing Xibao's words, Lu Erxiong didn't think about fried rice anymore. Even if he was angry, it was intentional, hoping his mom would give him more treats. He turned to Feng Qingxue and said, "Mom, if you give me lots of fruit, I won't be mad."
Feng Qingxue smiled gently and said, "Alright, Mom will give you some fruit."
She opened a box of Beijing-style desserts and placed it on the heated kang table for everyone to eat. But since everyone had just eaten, no one had the appetite for these treats. The adults didn't touch them, and Xibao, Fubao, Dundun, and Zhuangzhuang didn't even glance at them.
Their family often had good food growing up, never lacking, so they didn't have much of a craving for these sorts of things.
