"Delicious!" Xu Renfei ate Xia Shi’s cooking in big mouthfuls, his eyes glowing as he looked at Xia Shi, "Auntie, your cooking is really so delicious!"
Bi Xiaoyuan also hurriedly nodded, "It’s really so good, Mom!! Why was it always good before, but not as good as it is today?"
Hearing Bi Xiaoyuan’s words, Bi Xia looked at Xia Shi with a somewhat embarrassed expression, her little face calm, silently eating mouthful after mouthful nonstop. Only after swallowing the food in her mouth did she slowly say, "Because Mom didn’t want us to eat delicious food before."
"Xiaxia!" Xia Shi didn’t expect Bi Xia not to help her, and pouted as she looked at Bi Xia.
Bi Xia glanced at Xia Shi lightly, said nothing, and continued eating with her head down. The Xia Family dishes at the Xu Family Banquet originally tasted just so-so, not even half as good as Xia Shi’s usual cooking. But now, they’re great!
Remembering the time in the hospital when Xia Shi told her that she usually only used twenty percent of her cooking skills, while eating these one hundred percent Xia Family dishes now, Bi Xia could only chuckle, thinking she had been deprived of good food for sixteen years!
So, facing Bi Xiaoyuan’s question, Xia Shi wanted her to help, but Bi Xia would talk after she had eaten enough!
Xia Shi clearly understood Bi Xia’s thoughts; indeed, Bi Xia was a foodie, and a foodie’s obsession with food is something ordinary people can’t understand. Watching Bi Xia bury her head in eating silently, occasionally looking up only for her next target, and occasionally speaking only to push her into another pit, it was clear.
For such a foodie daughter, Xia Shi could only accept it. She couldn’t do anything else; she hadn’t even told her kids the truth. Now, seeing these two kids eating so enthusiastically, Xia Shi couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty.
Logically speaking, the ones who should be the calmest about eating are her own kids...
Xia Shi’s cooking skills were genuinely excellent, which could be said to inherit Grandpa Xia’s true essence. Even Xu Renfei and Qin Zhan, who had tasted all kinds of delicacies, found it hard to put down their chopsticks.
However, Xu Renfei ate more openly, while Qin Zhan ate more reservedly.
During a break, Qin Zhan got up to pour a glass of water and place it beside Bi Xia, helplessly looking at the foodie Bi Xia, "Take it slow, no one’s going to steal it from you."
Bi Xia couldn’t bother to speak, only nodding while eating, joining Bi Xiaoyuan and Xu Renfei in devouring the food. Meanwhile, Bi Xiaohai at the table’s edge wagged his tail happily, eating the special dog food Xia Shi made for him, his little head never lifting from the bowl. Occasionally, he choked a bit, let out a burp, then drank some water and continued eating.
Watching these people, Qin Zhan bit into a piece of fish, thinking to himself that the foodies had really all gathered together. But remembering how Bi Xia used to think everything tasted particularly good, Qin Zhan smiled, thinking she was easy to please.
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Qin Zhan smiled and nodded, "Don’t worry, Auntie, I’ve been eating all along. It’s just that, unlike a certain child, I eat more elegantly."
As he spoke, he didn’t forget to raise his hand and touch a certain child’s dark hair.
Bi Xia slapped Qin Zhan’s hand away, then stuffed the food in her chopsticks into Qin Zhan’s mouth, her starry eyes glaring, "Eat more!"
Lightly laughing while chewing the food, Qin Zhan looked up at Xia Shi’s sparkling eyes, hesitated for a moment, nodded at Xia Shi, then pretended nothing had happened and looked down. It always felt like... if he called her "Mom" now, he would get an immediate response...
What to do, he kind of wanted to call her...
Should he give it a try?
"Mom!" Xu Renfei stood up and tightly held Xia Shi’s hand, tears glistening, saying, "From today on, you’re my mom! I don’t ask for anything else, just to occasionally eat your cooking, Mom."
"It’s really too delicious!"
Qin Zhan’s cold eyes swept to Xu Renfei, who sat next to Xia Shi, his thin lips smiling gently, "Seventh Brother, don’t you have a recording tomorrow? Why don’t you leave tonight?"
Xu Renfei looked confused, recording? How come I didn’t know?
Suddenly, he shivered, feeling a sudden chill...