Quiche (2)
"Of course, I did!" Uncle Fu who was holding his youngest son in his arms looked at Zi Zan exasperatedly. "You and Dong Dong have been sending a bunch of pastries and cakes to our family every day."
"How can I let you leave without sharing something?"
Uncle Fu was simply speechless when he thought about how his daughters and sons had turned two sizes bigger because of all the cakes and pastries that Yu Dong and Zi Zan were sending them.
Yesterday was scones and the day before yesterday was cheesecakes before that was a pie made of meat.
His children were now used to peering out of the windows to wait for Zi Zan. In case she got delayed by something, the look of disappointment on the face of his children was something else.
Uncle Fu could not refuse Yu Dong and Zi Zan but it did not feel right to just take the pastries and cakes from them without sending anything back.