"When I first saw my cousin's wife bustling in the kitchen, it gave me quite the scare. Dad, mom, you didn't see how fast she was moving, and it was quite a sight! Frankly, I doubt even a proper chef could rival her," Tang Dongyan chimed in.
The contents of the fish soup in the bowl had rapidly diminished by more than half, as the family of three ate with great rapidity. Hua Xiaomai pondered for a moment and then reached out to hold Meng's old mother's bowl: "Mom, why aren't you eating? This fish soup is a different flavor compared to the one we had at noon. I've never made it before, please try some at least."
She then ladled a bowl for Meng Yuhuai as well.
Meng's old mother didn't say anything, but that particular Meng gave her a meaningful, amused glance.
