The little boy had come a little later...
There might not have been anything left to eat.
They hadn't called him to eat.
The little boy, already upset because the little turtle was missing, felt even more aggrieved.
"Why didn't you call me to eat?"
For the first time, the little boy asked what was on his mind.
Before, he would only silently sit down at the table and eat.
Even when he felt bad, he would pretend nothing was wrong.
The boy's unusual behavior surprised the woman a little.
But she didn't think much of it.
She said casually, "You didn't come out on your own."
"What?"
"Do you need someone to call you every day when it's time to eat?"
"Exactly."
The little girl nodded in agreement with her mother's words. "You didn't come out to eat on time. That's your own fault."
The little boy pressed his lips together.
Even he hadn't expected himself to speak up and demand an answer just now.
After his mother and sister bluntly shot him down, he instantly lost all his courage.
He stood frozen in place.
"Are you coming to eat or not?"
Child's Mom sounded a little annoyed.
"Why are you just standing there?"
"If you're not eating, go back to your room and do your homework."
The little boy immediately pulled out a chair and sat down.
He was so hungry.
He quickly stood up again.
He went to the kitchen and filled a large bowl with rice.
After a few bites, the little boy felt as if he had come back to life.
His ravenous stomach felt much better.
The little boy found a little courage again.
He looked up at his mother.
Then lowered his head.