"Xiao Lin, this is a pork rib dish made by my eldest daughter, I brought it especially for you. Try it. Recently, you've been working too hard; you look so thin, you really need to nourish yourself!"
As soon as the school bell rang, Wong Xiaokou entered the first-grade classroom holding a lunchbox, his smile radiant as he placed it on Lin Nianhe's desk.
Rubbing his hands together, he smiled jubilantly. If he had a tail, it would surely wag nonstop.
Lin Nianhe raised an eyebrow, then suddenly brightened into a brilliant smile.
"Niuwa, go get a knife from the principal, everyone will leave soon. Take out the lunchbox; the Leader Uncle has brought meat for everyone."
The little ones, smelling the meat, were already unable to move forward, eyes filled with envy as they stared at the lunchbox.
Before Niuwa went to fetch the knife, he took the lead and said, "Thank you, Leader Uncle."
"Thank you, Leader Uncle!"
"Thank you, Leader Uncle!"
"..."
