"Everyone in our family has one."
Upon hearing Ning Youguang's words, Ming Jinxin immediately poked her head into the kitchen, enthusiastically shouting, "Honey, honey."
"What's up? What's up?" Ning Yi, wearing a brand-new khaki apron, emerged from the kitchen, holding a pair of long chopsticks. "I'm frying meatballs, speak quickly if you need something."
"Let the worker watch the meatballs first," Ming Jinxin said with a smile, "Our daughter and Shi Wangyue bought us a lot of gifts. Come over, let's look at them together."
"Alrighty." A bright smile appeared on Ning Yi's face.
He then ran into the kitchen, handed the chopsticks to the family worker, and called over his youngest son, who had been stealthily munching on meatballs while slyly peeking over the stove while Ning Yi was outside.
"Stop eating that, it's too hot."
He grabbed his son's hand, "Your sister and brother Wangyue are here. Let's go see what gifts they brought us."
