As for the other kids, who were clearly still young, they didn't covet Ruan Jiaojiao's egg custard or show any protest. Even the youngest, Ruan Qun, obediently ate his sweet potato. Whenever he came across an especially sweet piece, he'd break it off and pass it across the round table to Ruan Jiaojiao: "Sister, eat this, it's very sweet and sticky."
Ruan Jiaojiao didn't need to reach out to take it herself; her mouth slightly open, her brothers automatically passed it along to feed her.
"Delicious," she said with a beaming smile, "Thank you, brother."
The brothers who had helped beamed with delight as if they had received some rare treasure!
"..." The Li Family matriarch's eyes nearly popped out of her head, conveying one message: Are these people all fools?
No matter how she looked or what she thought, the Ruan Family treated her as if she were invisible, continuing to eat as normal and looking after Ruan Jiaojiao as usual.