Yang Huaming said: "It's almost done. You should go back to your own table to eat!"

"Hey, you talk a lot. I'm almost more knowledgeable than you!"

Mrs. Liu impatiently replied to Yang Huaming, then leaned forward and stretched her chopsticks towards the big plate filled with Sixi dumplings.

The Sixi dumplings were round and round, like small balls. This time Liu did not use the chopsticks to pick them, but to poke them with them.

The heads of the two chopsticks were thrust in at the same time, and a big dumpling was poked up. She did not drag it into her bowl, but shook it a few times, pushed the dumpling towards the body of the chopsticks, and then used the exposed chopsticks again.

Poke the head again.

Suddenly I poked the second round ball, just like skewering candied haws on a plate...

At this time, even if the men who were drinking didn't want to see this scene, they couldn't avoid it. Everyone looked a little weird. Yang Huazhong wanted to say something, but it was inconvenient to say it, so he could only watch Yang Huaming quietly.

Yang Huaming was so embarrassed that he wanted to get under the table...

"Almost, almost!"

Especially when he saw that Mr. Liu had such a full bowl of vegetables, but he didn't even have any intention of leaving. He even skewered the candied haws with Sixi dumplings in front of everyone. Yang Huaming lowered his head and quietly used his hands to pull the corners of Mr. Liu's clothes and lower them.
Chapter completed!