Zhou Xiaozheng quickly accelerated, humming a song as he drove the car.
At this moment, he was pondering over what to leave for his precious daughter to eat. He decided to keep all the things he liked. His daughter Jiao Jiao had a personality like his, and she probably had similar tastes. Neither of them liked sweet pastries because they're too greasy; they didn't like coarse grains because they scratch the throat; and they didn't like greasy food because it made them nauseous.
Hmm, Jiao Jiao takes after him, so that's happily decided. Later, he would save the big yellow croaker for Jiao Jiao, and not give it to anyone; he would keep the prawns too, for slow enjoyment, and not give them to anyone; and give away all the small miscellaneous fish leftover, as his daughter would also dislike how bony they are. All the seafood he caught would be left for Jiao Jiao to eat, and some crabs too, hiding them in the cellar for Jiao Jiao to eat whenever she wants.
