The idea of making dough figurines by Madam Lu came about because her daughter had once made one for Old Master Lu; surely, her daughter enjoyed playing with this stuff. It was just in time for the holiday, to add some fun and liven up the atmosphere for everyone.
"But we haven't finished eating," Lu Huan struggled to speak, glancing at his eldest brother whose complexion wasn't looking good.
"No worries, you eat, we'll sit in the living room and wait for you," the Yao Family's matriarch would hardly care what kind of face her godson was making, excitedly squeezing through the door.