Poor Gu Ruoqing, Poor Zhang Xiaohui (1)

The dishes were all done. Gu Qingyao scooped them into plates and scraped everything from the pots into serving dishes. She did not leave a single bit. She even poured all the soup into a basin.

When she saw the fragrant rabbit meat, Gu Ruoqing could not help but reach out to take a piece. But Gu Qingyao smacked her hand aside viciously. "What are you doing?"

She hit her on the back of the hand and it smarted. Gu Ruoqing said angrily, "I want a piece."

Gu Qingyao refused to let her have it. She laughed coldly. "There are so many adults today. Our grandmother's entire family is here. Can't you see that the adults alone number more than ten? There's not even enough for the adults, and you still want to steal a piece?"

"You…"

At that moment, Old Madam Zhang and her eldest daughter-in-law came over with a few children. "Is the food ready? It smells so good!"