"Want some turtle soup? Then beg me."
Candy picked up her rice bowl and went to serve herself without saying a word.
Zhou Yaling waited and waited. When Candy came back with a bowl of rice as if nothing had happened, Zhou Yaling grew anxious and reminded her:
"Are we still having soup tomorrow?"
Candy looked up, raising an eyebrow. She replied with sound reasoning:
"Buddha said, 'Lay down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot.'"
"I think it'd be fine not to have soup. We can release it tomorrow."
How could she let the meat that was already in her mouth get away? Zhou Yaling smiled at Candy and said:
"Big Sister will stew it tomorrow."
Candy asked in surprise, "I don't have to beg you anymore?"
"Nope."
This little one had the same temper as her big brother. Go along with her and she was fine, but go against her, and she'd kick up more of a fuss than anyone.
"That's great, then. We can have turtle soup tomorrow."
Seeing Candy nod in satisfaction, Zhou Yaling couldn't help sneering, "Didn't someone just say, 'Lay down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot'?"
"I did, but I don't believe in Buddha. I eat meat every day."
"My great ambition is to grow up and treat my underlings to all the best food and drink!"
What a grand ambition! Zhou Yaling nearly burst out laughing and applauding.
Never mind, having an ambition was better than having none. It would be downright mean to discourage Candy when she was so little.
Just then, Mo Jingchun, who hadn't spoken a word, suddenly cut in:
"Candy, your underlings haven't all forgotten about you, have they?"
"Impossible... Probably... They wouldn't, right..." The more Candy said, the less sure