"Xiao Jun, come over here, no matter what, we always think our own children are the best," Tang Yue beckoned to Tang Jun, placing the freshly scooped chicken drumstick, wings, and soup onto the table, saying, "Xiao Jun, this drumstick is for you, you're at the age where you're growing."
"Of course, one's own child is the best," Liu Cuihong chimed in immediately, eyeing the drumstick in her bowl and headed straight for the kitchen.
Elder Mrs. Zhang came out with another drumstick and wings, saying, "Qiangzi, Xiao Min, each of you get a drumstick and wings."
"Grandma, I also want a drumstick," Zhang Min said as she came out and saw the chicken wings in her bowl, her lips pouting. She hopelessly watched the drumstick in Zhang Qiang's bowl. Grandma always favored boys over girls, if only Auntie's family hadn't come, then she might've had a share of the drumsticks.
"It's delicious," Zhang Qiang didn't care about the rules, grabbing and gnawing at the drumstick immediately.
