"Wow, this one is so delicious, what is this? Em, sweet and sour fish, more or less the same as Aunt Er Niang's cooking, did she here?" Hong Er exclaimed.
"That's impossible, Hong, come on, open your mouth your porridge isn't finished yet"
Hong took the bowl of porridge from his brother's hand.
"Here, let me eat by myself, you must eat too, this is enough for the two of us"
Fei pulled his lips, the kid in front of him was always thinking positively and wasn't afraid of poison in his food.
"Hong, aren't you afraid of being poisoned?" asked Fei Er, starting to pick up chopsticks and choose his own side dish. Hong unhesitatingly put several side dishes into his mouth at once until it swelled, looking at his brother with big eyes.
"Muo dambuabnyao ni" Well, as usual, he spoke incoherently with his mouth full like that, and only Fei er could understand what he was saying.