One bite, then another.
"Impatience won't get you hot tofu."
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White Crane Mountain. Grape courtyard.
Tang Fei brought Little Fatty to pay New Year respects to Xuanyuan Mingjing, and as soon as they entered, he knocked his head on the snowy ground, thud, thud, thud.
Little Fatty paused for a moment, then followed suit and began knocking his head as well.
"That's enough, that's enough, no need for such formalities." Xuanyuan Mingjing, his face full of impatience, flicked his sleeve and lifted Tang Fei and Little Fatty up.
"Master has shown me great kindness, and I didn't know what gift to give to Master, so I thought I'd knock a few heads..." Tang Fei said with a simple and honest smile.
"..." Little Fatty.
He had forgotten to kowtow to Shang Xiulin earlier, and his elder brother hadn't reminded him either.
Could he still make it if he went to kowtow in the evening?
Xuanyuan Mingjing's gaze fell upon Little Fatty's face and he asked, "And this is?"
