Her uncle and aunt came to see her, and Ye Siyuan was in good spirits. She chatted with her aunt for half an hour until Mo Yinhe personally went upstairs to call them down for dinner, and Ye Siyuan finally stopped the conversation.
She also went downstairs for dinner, sipping on a light fish soup. Although the soup was delicious, she always preferred flavorful dishes, and the bland food made everything taste less appealing to her, especially since the entire table consisted of light dishes.
Feeling disgruntled, she said, "Why doesn't the kitchen make some tasty dishes? It's not right to make everyone eat bland food just because of me. I want to eat hotpot."
Si Lisao gently pressed her head twice with a tone that allowed no room for argument: "Light meals are good for health. If you want to eat hotpot, I'll accompany you in half a month."
What he meant was, you shouldn't even think about eating hotpot in the next two weeks, though he put it more tactfully.
