"Is there something wrong?" Xiao Ruofeng asked quickly.
"This soup has been spiked with opium shells, and the filling also has the taste of opium shells. It's unclear whether it's from the soup or if they put it in the filling too," Ye Fei said gravely. "Opium shells can be addictive. Even though they only used a small amount, it can still make customers crave the taste here after a while and want to come back to eat."
"No wonder there are always so many customers here," Ye Xiaomo said.
Ye Fei was relieved that Ye Xiaomo hadn't eaten it.
"It's manageable for adults, but children have weaker immune systems. If any children eat it, they'll be more harmed," Ye Fei said seriously. "We must report this; we can't let such illegal businesses keep operating."
"Are you sure?" Xiao Ruofeng whispered, "You could tell just by tasting it?"
"Of course! My mom is amazing!" Ye Xiaomo immediately said, "No matter what the dish is, she just has to taste—"
Ye Fei quickly covered Ye Xiaomo's mouth.
It's good to have this skill, but you can't just casually say it to strangers. Who knows what trouble it might invite.
Xiao Ruofeng was momentarily surprised; he hadn't realized that Ye Fei was Ye Xiaomo's mother.
Given Ye Xiaomo's address and Ye Fei's age, he had assumed Ye Fei was his sister.
Then, Xiao Ruofeng nodded and lifted the plastic bag snugly covering the bowl, making it easy to keep the wonton and soup together.
These small street stalls often use a plastic bag within a bowl for easy cleaning before serving wonton.
"I'll take these for testing. If there's really opium, we can report it with evidence," Xiao Ruofeng said, "Don't worry, I won't mention anything you said; no one will come to trouble you."
Ye Fei nodded gratefully and said, "I'll keep quiet for now so as not to alert them, causing them to change the soup base. It'll make it impossible to check later on."
Even when reporting to the police, they'll need to conduct their own tests.
"Thank you so much," Xiao Ruofeng said immediately, "You're heading back to kindergarten; let me drive you."
"It's been enough trouble for you today, and you have important things here," Ye Fei glanced at the wonton bag in Xiao Ruofeng's hand. "The kindergarten isn't far; we can return on our own."
Ye Xiaomo had walked out here, so it's not far.
"Alright then," Xiao Ruofeng said politely, "I'll contact you once we have the results."
"Okay."
The car was driven off by Zhao Gushen, so Xiao Ruofeng called for another car.
While waiting for the car, Xiao Ruofeng turned to see Ye Fei and Ye Xiaomo walking away.
Remembering Ye Xiaomo's face, Xiao Ruofeng felt he recognized the child, as if he'd seen him somewhere before.
Ye Fei held Ye Xiaomo's hand and walked to her electric scooter.
When with Ye Xiaomo, due to safety issues, Ye Fei wouldn't ride the scooter but instead pushed it.
"Are you tired?" Ye Fei asked Ye Xiaomo.
Ye Xiaomo, being sensible, shook his head.
Ye Fei smiled and lifted Ye Xiaomo to sit on the scooter: "I'll push you."
This time, as Ye Fei set Ye Xiaomo down, she noticed a slight grimace on his face.
"What's wrong?" Ye Fei asked quickly.
"Nothing," Ye Xiaomo shook his head immediately.
Ye Fei didn't believe him, seeing Ye Xiaomo tense up nervously, she grew stern, "Ye Xiaomo, are you hiding things from me too now?"