Huo Zhanting felt that there was so much noodle in the bowl that it would truly be a waste of food not to finish it. His lips twitched twice as he decided to seek An Lan's help, "Lanlan, I really can't finish all this, and my little brother insists on not wasting food. What should I do? Do I have to end up in the hospital today because of a bowl of noodles?"
His appearance was truly pitiful, but An Lan couldn't help but let out a chuckle in spite of herself. Eventually, under Huo Zhanting's woeful gaze, she had to push her own bowl toward him, "Take some for me then, but this is all your brother's deep concern for you."
"Sister, I'm a bit hungry too. You eat yours; I'll share with brother-in-law." An Xuan knew how much he had served and was afraid An Lan might eat too much and feel uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand to stop them and eventually went to get another bowl. Huo Zhanting didn't hesitate and directly divided half for An Xuan.