At long last, Li Xiaoshu finally got to eat a meal at the Pei family's house!
He was so hungry he buried his head in his bowl and shoveled rice into his mouth. A few grains occasionally sticking to the corners of his mouth hardly mattered. Pei Song'an had told him to make himself at home and do whatever felt comfortable.
Li Shu felt like they were naughty kids running wild at home while the adults were away.
"Eat slowly."
"You'll run around once you're done eating, and when your stomach gets upset, you'll throw the rice back up grain by grain. Didn't you just scold Zhaocai for that last week?"
Li Shu ignored him, but obediently put down his bowl anyway, gulped down a couple of mouthfuls of soup, and was forced to eat a couple of bites of carrot and broccoli. Finally, looking at the celery in Pei Song'an's chopsticks, he decisively covered his bowl.
"This... chew, chew, chew... doesn't taste good. You eat it." With rice in his mouth, Li Shu's words were muffled.
Once he had finally eaten his fill, Pei Song'an wiped Li Shu's mouth with a wet wipe and told him to wash his hands and rinse his mouth.
Li Shu complained about how fussy he was, but still obediently followed the housekeeper and got himself clean and fresh-smelling.
When he came back, he saw Shen Muwen at the dining table.
The other man had picked up a slice of brown sugar sticky rice lotus root with his chopsticks. After looking at it for a while, he put it down in disdain.
"Pei Song'an, sneaking kiddie food when Pei Lian isn't around?"
Li Shu stopped short. Huh?
What the hell? What do you mean, kiddie food? You're the kid!
*You haven't even tried it.