Seeing Shi Nuan's confusion, Song Yansheng smiled and said, "This is a fresh grass carp Uncle Wu caught by the river this morning!"
Shi Nuan remembered that she had indeed seen a small river when she and Song Yansheng were out for a walk nearby, but she hadn't thought there would be fish in it.
Song Yansheng served Shi Nuan a bowl of soup and asked her to try it. Shi Nuan drank it and found the taste very good.
Noticing the young girl liked it, Song Yansheng said, "Looks like I'll have to trouble Uncle Wu to go fishing more often in the future, so Nuannuan can have a continuous supply of fish soup!"
Shi Nuan said, "No need to trouble Uncle Wu to keep fishing. I think it tastes good because Second Uncle cooked it well, nothing else!"
Song Yansheng chuckled, "It's strange, I find today's Nuannuan to be very sweet-talking!"
Shi Nuan blushed, "No way!"
