Tang Ming made a disgusted face, thinking he'd never eat Li Xiaoli's noodles if his own dumplings weren't so terrible, but he was hungry.
After Tang Ming finished Li Xiaoli's dumplings, Liu Mengting wiped her mouth and put down her chopsticks: "I'm full, but there's so many dumplings left. What should we do?"
"Just throw them away, we need to cook new dumplings for the New Year's Eve dinner anyway."
Li Xiaoli agreed without hesitation.
"No, no, no, throwing them away would be a waste."
Tang Ming hurriedly discarded the frying pan and looked at the several dumpling plates on the table with glinting eyes.
"I'm full, I'm going to watch TV for a bit, you guys continue eating."
Liu Gaoze smiled, got up, and left first.
"Throwing them away really would be quite wasteful."
Liu Mengting tilted her head and suddenly raised her hand to shout: "Oh, right, we can give them to Dingdang Dog and Little White White!"
"Yes, yes, yes, they should celebrate the New Year too."
