As soon as he heard there was food, especially made by Qingqing's dad, Pengpeng's eyes immediately lit up, and in a childish voice he said, "Wontons? Made by Qingqing's dad?"
"That's right, just waiting for you to eat. If you don't get up now, you'll miss it, and will have to wait until next year to taste it again!" Qu Qing deliberately exaggerated.
"Huh? No, I want to eat wontons!"
As soon as Pengpeng heard this, his sleepiness vanished, and he hurriedly urged Qu Qing, "Mama, quick, quick, I want to get up and go to kindergarten to eat wontons!"
Qu Qing looked at her son's eager expression and secretly laughed, quickly dressing him and taking him to wash up.
After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Pengpeng was filled with energy, barely bothering with breakfast, and hurriedly dragged his mom Qu Qing out the door, "Mom, hurry up, or else the other kids will eat all the wontons!"
