The older aunt looked a bit embarrassed, scolding her eldest grandson twice, and quickly apologizing with a smile to Lin Xiang and Mrs. Lin.
"Maybe we often mention in front of him how well-off your family is, and he took it to heart and thought of asking for more New Year's money. The words of a child shouldn't be taken seriously, please don't hold it against him. The dishes are ready, let's tidy up and prepare to eat."
The older aunt hurriedly called her two daughters-in-law to bring the dishes from the kitchen.
The dishes today were quite rich, with three meat dishes and a pot of earthenware soup. It was clear that Uncle Lin's family put in a lot of effort.
Zhao Tiezhu deliberately sat in front of Lin Xiang, frequently serving her food.
But every time, Lin Xiang would hold her bowl and dodge.
The older aunt saw this and quickly said, "Tiezhu, just eat by yourself. Xiang, if she wants to eat anything, she will serve herself."
Zhao Tiezhu had no choice but to stop.
