In short, Finance likes to raise his daughter like a little piglet, as long as she can eat, drink, and sleep in his arms.
Furthermore, don't be fooled by the piglet girl's chubby-looking face; that's baby fat, she's actually not fat at all.
"What do you want to eat?" Finance asked his daughter while holding her with one arm and holding a frying pan with the other. "How about I make Xinxin a fried egg? Xinxin hasn't had an egg today. She needs one a day. I'll fry an egg and make a sandwich."
"I'm not hungry." The piglet girl shook her head in her loving Finance father's embrace, only thinking about preparing a birthday gift for her brothers.
"Alright then." Finance put his daughter down for the time being; if he had to cook in the kitchen, there would be too much smoke, which could make her choke. He brought her to her small room and said, "You can play by yourself first. I'll make you a sandwich."
