"The New Year's Eve dinner is about to start." Said Zhuge Zhi, the head of the family, saying something everyone was interested in.
"Wow, it's time to eat, it's time to eat." Gong Ruzhi was so excited.
"Weren't you half full already?" Zhuge Zisu, now being an older brother, was embarrassed to spend long stints in the kitchen, but it didn't stop him from noticing Gong Ruzhi often running to the kitchen.
Every time he came out, his mouth was puffed up and his lips were shiny with oil; saying he didn't sneak a bite would be a lie.
"I wasn't full." Gong Ruzhi wouldn't admit he snuck food; besides, was he the only one who tasted some?
"New Year's Eve dinner, ah, today we have big shrimp." Gong Ruzhi was especially looking forward to it once he thought about those large shrimp.
After tasting them once last time, he'd been waiting eagerly, but unfortunately hadn't had any since.
