The old lady had started preparing dinner long ago, so by the time it got dark, the dining table was already set. Yuan Si pulled Xiao Hu along to help carry the dishes. If you wanted to eat at this table, you couldn't just eat for free; you had to work to pay your way.
Yuan Si had overheard him shamelessly boasting about helping the old lady with her chores, so she made sure to pull him along whenever there was work to be done.
Xiao Hu carefully carried a large platter filled with glistening, translucent steamed sticky rice meatballs. Waves of aroma wafted straight into his nostrils. He swallowed hard and continued to carry the platter cautiously toward the house.
"Hurry up! At the rate you're dawdling, these pearl meatballs will be cold by the time you get them to the table." Yuan Si had already brought out two loads of food from the kitchen. Seeing Xiao Hu still shuffling across the yard with tiny steps, she couldn't help but urge him on.
