Seeing that the three of them had arrived, Yu Miao stood up and scooped porridge for her three brothers with a ladel.
"Let's do it ourselves," Yu Hong stood up and said. He reached out to take the spoon, but Yu Miao stopped him.
She said pitifully, "This is what a younger sister should do. Second Brother, let me scoop it. You can just sit."
Yu Hong still wanted to take it, but Yu Ruo pulled him back. "Just let Yu Miao do it. Why are you fighting with her?"
There was no choice. Yu Hong could only say, "Alright, Yu Miao, help me scoop some. Be careful not to burn yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Miao screamed, "Ah!"
Her feet slid and she fell. The porridge in her hand was all spilled, and the back of her hand was scalded red. "It's so hot!"
Yu Ruo and Yu Zheng hurriedly called the servants to clean the mess up. They walked forward and helped Yu Miao up before applying medicine on her.