Even before entering the village, the tantalizing aroma of cooking meat wafted through the air, sending their senses into overdrive.
"Mmm, that smells delicious!" Chenchen poked his head out of the carriage window. "Whose beef stew is that?"
"You little glutton," Zhou Ying playfully swatted his head. "You haven't even finished the beef you had earlier."
"But this one smells even better!"
"If you're hungry again, we'll cook something tonight. Now sit back down properly."
"Mommy, I want lobster!" Guoguo suddenly chimed in.
"Eat!" Third Fatty raised his hand excitedly.
His big, round eyes fixated on Gu Chengrui, a trail of drool escaping the corner of his tiny mouth. He looked utterly adorable and undeniably eager.
"Alright, alright," Gu Chengrui chuckled, wrapping his cloak tighter around him. "Tell me, what would you like to eat?"
"Leg, big leg," Third Fatty declared.
"Chicken drumstick, you mean?"