After interacting with Mother Xie, everyone could hear Student Xie's lesser-known side, revealing part of the veil.
"When her dad and I were busy at work and occasionally couldn't come home, she cooked by herself at home. She's not very good at cooking," Sun Rongfang explained to her daughter. "There wasn't much food at home for her to cook. She'd fry a couple of eggs, mix them with leftover rice and lard. Anyway, she and her brother were hungry, and they thought it was delicious."
Hearing his mom talk about his sister, Xie Youtian nodded, able to recall the taste of his sister's fried rice from back then. He was even younger at the time, drooling while watching his sister skillfully toss the fried rice in the pan.
"Auntie," Tao Zhijie pointed to Cao Yong across from them, "When it comes to fried rice, he's the expert."
Sun Rongfang looked again at the handsome young man beside her: Could such a handsome man really know how to make fried rice?
