Viola's stomach growled at the right time. Her enthusiasm to Jina was overwhelming. She could do nothing but smile.
Sitting down, she took the dumpling from Jina's hand and said with a smile, "Thank you, aunt."
"We will be a family soon. Don't mention it." Jina grumbled, filling a bowl of soup for Chol.
"Mom, I don't need it." He said with a wry smile.
"Your mother cooked it for you. You deserve it..." Jina pulled a long face.
"I will eat..." Interrupted by her words, he immediately took over the card.
After hesitating for a while, Viola picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into her mouth. At this moment, her expression changed, so did Chol who sat opposite to her.
"Does it taste good?" Jina looked at them, full of expectation on her face.
Not daring to taste the taste of the dumpling, Viola babbled, "Aunt, you're a good cook. It's the first time that I've eaten such a delicious dumpling."
The dumplings tasted very strange
"Great! It's the first time that I've been praised." Jina was thrilled and said, "You brat! You told me that the dumplings I made were minced pork, not minced pork."
Viola was eating the dumplings, and suddenly realized why it was so strange. Looking at the dumplings, she tasted green onions
"Enjoy your dinner." Jina kept putting more food in their bowls.
He snatched the pair of chopsticks and the lunch box with dumplings from his mother's hand, and quickly poured them into her bowl.
Looking at the piled up bowls, she was too angry to say anything.
However, she couldn't complain as Jina looked at her with an amiable look. Therefore, she could only put the porridge into her mouth mechanically