"Didn't you already have an ice cream bar this morning?"
"I did, but Lin Li gave me this one! It's an exception..."
Xia Qing thought it wasn't good for a child to eat too much ice cream. She and her daughter had an agreement: only one ice cream bar a day.
"Alright, we'll make this an exception. You can have it," Xia Qing said with a smile, looking at her daughter's pleading, watery eyes.
"Thank you, Mommy." After getting her mother's permission, Zhou Tongtong was so happy she nearly jumped for joy.
As her daughter was about to unwrap the chocolate ice cream bar from Lin Li, Xia Qing said, "Eat the chicken tenders Mommy fried first. Put the ice cream in the fridge and have it later."
Hearing this, Zhou Tongtong looked down at the chocolate ice cream bar in her hand, then over at the freshly fried chicken tenders steaming on the kitchen counter.
