C225 Rolling Memories(2)

The dishes were slowly served. Feng Ying'er looked at the few dishes in front of her. The hot air made her want to cry.

"Quickly eat it, Ying'er. It will not taste good if it is cold." Feng Lia picked up the dishes for Feng Ying'er.

"Yes." Feng Ying'er buried her head into the bowl and took the food into her mouth. She chewed very quickly. Perhaps this way, her tears would not fall