Yanling kept a small stern face, glanced at Li Zhiqian, then at Li Yeqi who was staring at him expectantly. Although he wanted to let his mom have the food all to herself, he couldn't bring himself to do it and walked silently to the kitchen.
After Yanling left, Li Yeqi leaned next to Yan Luoxi, "Let me taste it."
Yan Luoxi scooped a spoonful of porridge and fed it to him. After tasting it, Li Yeqi looked blissful, "He's truly my son. His first time cooking is already better than I was at his age. Back then, my brother and I couldn't even tell sugar from salt."
Li Zhiqian laughed, "If you want to praise Xiaoling, don't drag me into it. I could tell the difference between sugar and salt. It was Xiao Qin who couldn't tell them apart as a child, and even confused soy sauce with vinegar. Every time, the vinegar-sautéed cabbage ended up black and salty as hell."
"Big brother, don't expose my dark history," Li Yeqi said discontentedly.
