A few girls were serving the rice, and Sima Guangguang was also helping. Before they had gone up the mountain, Aunt Sima had given instructions that each serving should contain one flattish spoon of vegetables and one flattish spoon of stir-fry with shredded meat. No more, no less. Hence, the girls distributed the food quite well.
Then, it was Mo Wenxuan's turn to come up.
Zhou Dongdong happened to be serving him. Seeing Mo Wenxuan made her nervous and her fondness for him caused her spoon to scoop deeper than usual. Her spoonful was towering high, like a little mountain.
Just as she was about to serve Mo Wenxuan the overflowing spoonful, Sima Guangguang suddenly yelled out, "Hold on!"