Madam Pang cradled her son as she sat on the small round stool, offering him a chicken wing tip from the kitchen, her voice soft as she said, "Hui'er, eat this, it's meaty and delicious."
Qi Conghui's eyes lit up at the sight of the chicken, and he quickly grabbed it and sent it towards his mouth.
On this side, Qi Jia's voice had also drawn Madam Pang's attention.
Qi Jia, pulling Qi Sanshun along as they walked outside, kept saying, "Come on, Brother Sanshun, I'll show you the tangram puzzle Third Uncle Wong made for me. It's really fun. You can make lots of patterns with it."
It was one thing to play with toys, but that wretched child even pulled out a paper-wrapped parcel from his pocket, opened it, and handed it towards Qi Sanshun: "This is for you. It's cheese balls made by Nanny Liu. They contain cheese inside and are sweet and fragrant."
Qi Jia was passing the paper-wrapped parcel to Qi Sanshun just as he walked by Madam Pang.