Xiao Liulang glanced at him, "Are you sure you want to eat what I make?"
Little Jingkong choked and stuttered, "Then, then maybe not."
The brother-in-law's cooking was too awful, he could stand to be hungry a little longer.
Little Jingkong's stomach rumbled loudly, eating candies and pastries didn't fill him up, after all, he was a child with a large appetite, or else he wouldn't have fought over food with the other little monks.
Xiao Liulang still went to the kitchen and cooked him a bowl of Vegetable and Egg Noodles.
Looking at the dark noodles on the table, Little Jingkong internally rejected them.
Xiao Liulang handed him the chopsticks, "Eat."
Sitting in his own chair with a small crossbar in front of him, Little Jingkong didn't immediately take the chopsticks, but instead looked earnestly at Xiao Liulang, "I just want to ask you, would you eat this bowl of noodles yourself?"
Xiao Liulang spoke indifferently, "It's not me whose stomach is growling right now."