But the arrow was already on the string and had to be shot, so she had no choice but to bravely eat more than half of her daughter's meat.
To her surprise, once she tasted it, it didn't feel like she was eating pork belly at all. After finishing, the garlic and vinegar aroma entwined with the rich meaty and fatty flavor made her swallow a few times and longingly look at the remaining nine slices of white pork on the table.
"It's actually so delicious. It seems today's feast is destined to be a battlefield!"
Zihan's Mother's way of thinking was quite particular.
She pretended to scold Yang Zihan a few words, then casually glanced around as she slowly returned to the food preparation area.
She was searching.
Looking for the most suitable seat!
"First of all, definitely can't sit at the food serving position. Every time a new dish comes, helping to serve it would hinder my chances."
Zihan's Mother quickly ruled out several positions.
