"Little Mosquito, you need to eat more to grow taller," Penny Sullivan scooped a small spoonful of beef bits to her granddaughter's lips, her aged eyes brimming with boundless joy.
Although her granddaughter was only three years old, her stature made her look five or six when outside.
It made those old ladies envious, tsk tsk...
But the little dumpling still shook her head.
Her lips pressed tightly together, indicating she didn't want to eat.
"Little Mosquito, what's wrong? Why don't you want to eat? Can you tell grandpa?" Wilton Lindsey pulled his precious granddaughter close, they had been quite affectionate these past days.
"Mommy isn't eating, so I won't eat either," the little dumpling coolly said.
"Right, Ella, why aren't you eating?"
Only then did Penny Sullivan notice that Ella Lacey's plate in front of her was spotlessly clean, devoid of any food.
