Even though it was already seven or eight in the evening, everyone was still eating with gusto.
Especially Li Qiuha and her husband, who were wolfing it down.
Li Qiuha wanted to pick out a few pieces for Xiaohu, but was stopped by Li Shuning. Tonight's wheat shrimp was a bit oily. Although oil makes it taste better, it's not suitable for a child as young as Xiaohu.
"Auntie, wait, I have some steamed eggs in the kitchen for Xiaohu. Don't give him this; it's a bit oily. He might not be able to handle it."
Li Qiuha blushed and nodded.
She had originally thought it was so delicious and wanted to give her son some, but forgot that her son was still young.
Li Shuning only ate a small bowl. She had already eaten some at Grandma's, and a small bowl was enough to fill her up.
There was still quite a bit left, but it seemed like others could continue eating.
Li Shuning went into the kitchen and soon came out with a bowl of steamed eggs.
