That evening, when Qiann Yan returned to Zhang Juying's house, she heard noise and chatter. It turned out Zhou Yuaanyuaan was crying.
Listening carefully, Zhou Yuaanyuaan was crying over Zhang Juying's chicken shreds being not tasty, demanding her to make something good.
Where could Zhang Juying find something for her? She could only try all sorts of ways to coax Zhou Yuaanyuaan.
But Zhou Yuaanyuaan was just a spoiled brat, pampered at home like a little tyrant; if he didn't get the food he liked, he wouldn't stop.
"Mom, you make her do it; she can do it." Zhou Yuaanyuaan noticed Qiann Yan return, pointing at her.
Qiann Yan didn't even glance at them, heading to get water to wash up.
"I want chicken shreds, I just want them, I want the really tasty kind!!" Behind her, Zhou Yuaanyuaan continued to throw a tantrum, leaving Zhang Juying no choice but to coax him that it would be ready tomorrow.
