Mrs. Morrison handed them the chopsticks: "These are dumplings with three delicious fillings, why don't you try them and see if they're tasty?"
Matilda Jenkins was almost drooling, nodding repeatedly: "Uh-huh, if I'd known there were dumplings at home, I wouldn't have eaten outside."
Matilda picked up a dumpling, took a bite, "Wow... it's so good. The dumplings look great and taste even better. This is the best food I've had since coming here... Honey, you should eat some too."
The dumplings were very hot, the fillings inside were fresh and delicious. Matilda blew on them and devoured one in a few bites.
Nolan Morrison saw her craving and said: "Be careful not to burn yourself, no one's going to snatch them from you."
Mrs. Morrison's face showed a long-awaited smile since Nicholas Morrison's passing, "Take your time, don't rush; there's more in the kitchen."
Her eyes were filled with motherly love as she looked at Matilda.
