Corpse Recovery Diver

"Eat up, kiddos, eat up, woooh woooh woooh～" Cui Guiying, with an apron around her waist, held a bowl in her left hand and a spoon in her right, calling out while tapping the edge of the porridge vat.

Sitting beside her, Li Weihan, who was filling his water pipe with tobacco leaves, kicked the woman's ample buttocks without good cheer, cursing:

"Have you gone daft, calling pigs?"

Cui Guiying glared at her man and forcefully set a stack of bowls in front of him, spitting back:

"Pah, pigs can't be as noisy or eat as much as they do!"

At her call, a horde of children ran in from outside, seven boys and four girls, the oldest sixteen and the youngest only three.

Li Weihan and his wife had four sons and one daughter who had grown up and moved out to lead their own lives. Normally, only the eldest's family, who lived close by, would leave their pair of three-year-old twins to be raised here.

But when the summer holidays arrived, whether for convenience or feeling cheated out of their parents' favor, everyone would send their children over.