The waiter brought over two meal boxes, and Mi Xiaotao took a bit of each dish, filling up two large boxes completely, then put the lids on.
"Brother Lu, you eat first. I'll take these to the mall entrance for them to eat. The kids are so small; they must be starving at this time!"
Just as Mi Xiaotao was about to stand up with the meal boxes, Lu Shaoqing stopped her, "Wait! You don't need to go out of your way. I'll have the waiter deliver them!"
He called over a waiter, handed her the meal boxes, gave her some instructions, and then placed 200 yuan on the boxes, "This is your tip for the trouble!"
The waiter walked off happily, while Mi Xiaotao pouted and said, "Brother Lu, you're so wasteful. Just for a delivery, you give her a 200 tip! I might as well deliver it myself and give that money to the elderly instead!"
Lu Shaoqing, seeing her pouting, smiled indulgently and said, "Eat quickly; the food won't taste as good if it gets cold!"
