"Uh-huh."
Bo Zhi took it, his eating movements were exactly like Xunxun's. Mou Wen blinked awkwardly; was this father-son nature? Of course, she didn't say that out loud.
Xunxun occasionally chatted with Bo Zhi, and from their conversation, Mou Wen could tell their relationship seemed to have improved a lot. A question mark loomed over her; what happened without her knowledge, and when did their relationship become so good?
How did she not know?
Xunxun would occasionally tell Bo Zhi what was the tastiest thing in his bowl and even share a bit with him.
Mou Wen thought of Bo Zhi's quirks and wanted to stop him but didn't expect Bo Zhi to accept and eat it.
He even seriously commented to Xunxun about what was missing, what didn't taste good.
Xunxun frowned, "Uncle Bo, even if it's not tasty, but because mom made it, you should say it's delicious. After all, mom worked hard cooking."
Educated Bo Zhi opened his mouth somewhat bewildered, then nodded, "Mm, delicious."
