"You little pest! What have you been learning in school? How can you eat before your elders? Get out of the kitchen." Daisy was speaking, and her voice was tinged with fury.
Isaac frowned and immediately ran inside.
He opened the kitchen door and saw Isabella crying, her lips pursed.
Daisy looked furious, holding a bowl of chicken soup with a chicken drumstick that had a part of it bitten off.
"What's wrong, Bella? Why are you crying?" Isaac instantly squatted to hug his daughter.
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