It's not that nobody here likes gossip, but when there's food in front of you, gossip can wait—eat first, talk later.
Mei Mengchen insisted on peeling his own shrimp, ate with great relish, and single-handedly polished off a whole box of steamed crawfish. There were also some skewers without chili that Yan Keke picked out and handed to him—he devoured those too, savoring every bite. He only waved his hand and leaned back on the couch, patting his stomach, once he really couldn't eat another bite. "I'm so full."
"Rest for a bit. Don't go to sleep right after eating; give it half an hour."
"Mm, gotta brush my teeth before bed too. I remember, sis."
Mei Mengchen's little head remembered clearly enough, but now that supper was done, he started getting curious about what no one had asked earlier and turned to Mei Mengzhen. "So what happened? Why were you guys fighting?"
