CLICK.
SLAM.
The moment Zhou Tongtong got home, she caught the enticing aroma wafting from the kitchen and quickly ran toward it.
"Mom."
Xia Qing, who was carrying a plate of food out of the kitchen, smiled when she saw her daughter. "Tongtong, you're back!"
"It smells so good!" Zhou Tongtong's eyes landed on a small pot of braised lamb with carrots on the table. Inhaling the fragrant scent, she gulped and couldn't stop herself from reaching out a little hand to grab a piece.
"Tongtong, go wash your hands before you eat," Xia Qing quickly stopped Zhou Tongtong's unhygienic behavior.
"Okay." Zhou Tongtong pulled back her little hand, turned, and ran to the bathroom. Soon, the sound of rushing water could be heard.
A moment later, Zhou Tongtong ran back, pulled out a chair, and sat down. She grabbed a small lamb rib and began to eat with relish.
