"Father, why did you eat so many Ice Fish this time?"
Shen Mingde lifted the plate of Ice Fish in his hand and said with a huff.
The other Shen Family Elders also looked indignant.
Everyone knew their father's appetite.
Although Ice Fish were good, there was a limit to how much a person could eat. Eating too much would lead to indigestion, which was simply a waste.
Due to the indigestion, one could even feel uncomfortable for a month or two, and some people might even fall into a coma.
With only one Ice Fish to be divided among so many people, it was clearly not enough. Priority had to be given to the future hopes of the Shen Family, Shen Qingyao and Shen Qingshuang.
"You brat, what are you making a fuss about?" Shen Zhaoyi glared at his second son and said irritably,
"I only ate a normal portion. The rest was eaten by that young fellow, Chen Cheng."
"Huh...?"
The Shen Family Elders looked at each other, all of them stunned.
