Transmigration: From Dragon Princess To Pampered Granddaughter-Chapter 43 - Probably Going Mad

43: Chapter 43: Probably Going Mad

43 -43: Probably Going Mad

In fact, Little Princess did not think highly of those tiny fish and shrimp, they were hardly big enough to stick between her teeth.

She had completely forgotten that she was now just a chubby three-year-old, and no longer the majestic little Golden Dragon.

However, at meal times, her appetite astounded everyone in the Zhou Family, “Does she always eat like this?”

A girl not even four years old eating more than their six-year-old grandson!

As Zhou Zhaodi filled his niece’s plate with meat, he casually responded, “Yes, Guibao has always had a good appetite.”

Their sister-in-law looked displeased, muttering, “What’s the point of a girl eating so much?

What a waste of food!”

Especially when young Auntie kept piling meat onto the little girl’s plate—it wasn’t even her child.

She must have gone mad!

Zhou Zhaodi boldly rebutted with his mother-in-law’s wisdom, “A good appetite is a blessing.

Our Guibao is fortunate indeed!

Besides, Guibao is eating the Chen Family’s food, not the Zhou’s.”

Mother Zhang was a formidable matriarch, so her daughter-in-law immediately shut her mouth upon receiving that stern look.

Although Zhang didn’t quite understand why her daughter was so protective of her niece, she turned a blind eye to it in light of the cured meat available.

Helian Qiao was all unaffected, one hand grabbing a huge osmanthus bun, the other hand picking up braised pork with chopsticks.

She enjoyed her food heartily.

Zhou Zhaodi, afraid she might choke, served her a bowl of vegetable soup.

The sight of her oily mouth made the Zhou’s daughters envious and they covertly swallowed their saliva.

Although today was their Grandmother’s birthday and there was a potful of braised pork, they dared not eat too much, not even the osmanthus buns, of which they each only got a half.

They not only envied this little sister for eating so much braised pork and buns, but also her beautiful new clothes.

Unlike them who had to wear old clothes riddled with patches handed down from adults or older sisters, covered in dust.

So after dinner, a little girl roughly the same age as Helian Qiao approached, timidly asking, “Your dress is so beautiful.

Is it new?”

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Helian Qiao looked down at her clothes, recalling, then softly replied, “No, it’s old clothes from last year.”

The green miniature jacket was made from the fabric Ma Xiulian bought for her last autumn.

She had also sewn a few small vests for her to sleep in.

On hearing this, the little girl was stunned and opened her mouth wide in shock.

Such a beautiful dress wasn’t new?

At this point, another older girl walked over, glared at Helian Qiao, then dragged her sister away.

Confused by the glaring, Helian Qiao wondered why this human child was angry with her.

The little princess, the grandparent’s favorite, was oblivious to the fact that her earnest answer was perceived as bragging and showing off to the girls who had never worn new clothes before.

But Little Princess, being a large-hearted little dragon, didn’t bother with these petty human children, and happily ran off to examine the fish and shrimp in the water bucket.

Though tiny, even a mosquito could count as meat.

She would ask her grandmother to wrap them in flour and fry them at home.

They were fortunate that on their way back in the afternoon, they ran into their own farm tractor returning from the town with seeds.

So, an excited Helian Qiao, not at all tired, called out even before she reached her home’s courtyard, “Granny, Grandpa, I’m back!”