Xin Er shyly stuck out her tongue and whispered, "I was just saying, I didn't really disdain it, I remember the hard times we lived through before!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Yan's expression softened a bit, "It's good that you remember. In any case, no matter how comfortable our lives become in the future, we can't be extravagant and wasteful. Think about how difficult it is to grow crops, they are all earned through the blood and sweat of peasant families."
"Yes, I understand!" Xin Er nodded earnestly and finished the remaining half of the pastry in her hand, even managing to appreciate the sweet taste of the flour.
Shengsheng, nodding her little head, said adorably, "Sister Yan, Shengsheng will also keep it in mind."
"Yes, our Shengsheng is the most well-behaved!" praised Mo Yan, who couldn't help but reach out and pinch Shengsheng's chubby little cheeks.