Mu Grandpa took the fruit, took a bite, and then pushed the plate toward Ning Xiaofei.
"I can't eat these sour-sweet things, Xiaofei, you eat!"
Ning Xiaofei looked at the fruits on the plate, "I... I just had a meal."
For one, she was really too full to eat, and for another, those apples were peeled by Mu's mother, and she really didn't want to eat them.
"How could you not eat a bit of fruit!" Grandpa Mu chided in his tone, "Try it, see if it's good!"
Seeing Ning Xiaofei not moving, the old man simply picked up a piece with a fork and brought it to her lips.
Ning Xiaofei could not refuse and had to take the fork, pushing the apple into her mouth.
Mu Grandpa smiled, "Is it tasty?"
Not wanting to upset the old man, Ning Xiaofei nodded gently, as a form of agreement.
"If it's tasty, eat more," Grandpa Mu said with a smile, patting her shoulder, "Grandpa knows, you're the most sensible child."
