Qin Yin frowned and came out, spreading her hands, "No vegetables, no rice, no noodles, do you think I'm a magician?"
Nan Sichen raised an eyebrow, laughed at Qin Yin's expressive face, and then asked, "So, go grocery shopping?"
He glanced at his watch, "It's still early anyway."
Qin Yin looked at Nianzhi, who clapped his hands happily, "Yay, yay, are we going to the supermarket? Can we buy chips, coke, and ice cream?"
"No." Qin Yin replied coldly.
Nianzhi pouted, "So stingy."
Qin Yin widened her eyes. Stingy? She was just worried he'd get sick, but in this brat's mouth, it became stingy.
So Qin Yin widened her eyes and said, "What are you saying, child? This is called being responsible, understand? Do you know what responsible is?"
"I don't know, mommy, what is responsible?" Nianzhi asked, eager to learn.
