As Wanwan pondered how to accomplish great things, Xia Zhihuai emerged from the kitchen, eyeing the siblings: "What do you two want for lunch?"
"Seafood," Huang Xikong promptly voiced his preference.
Wanwan's eyes widened suddenly, "What's seafood?"
Looking at the uninformed Wanwan, Huang Xikong explained, "The seafood market is currently full of plump clams and oysters, cherry shrimp, and tiger prawns. It's also the season for fresh sea bream, squid, and river clams."
Wanwan's mouth fell open in astonishment, "Why don't I know anything about this?"
"I want some too." Wanwan got up from the floor, ran to Xia Zhihuai, and stood before him, looking up with a pitiful expression, "I've never had it before."
Xia Zhihuai glanced at Huang Xikong, his eyelid twitching, "You're a ghost, how do you know which seafood is best this season?"