Song Song's lips twitched as she replied, "No, my mom only had me, and for the record, I'm not grown up by eating cuteness."
"Oh, then what did you grow up eating?" Jiang Yixiu asked with arms crossed and eyebrows raised.
"Of course, white rice!" Song Song said sweetly, "When I was little, the family conditions were so poor that my mom would give me a bowl of white rice with her homemade sauce; it was unbelievably delicious."
Jiang Yixiu looked at the girl's satisfied little face, as if she owned the world, "It's the first time I've heard that a bowl of white rice can be unbelievably delicious."
"It's not the white rice, it's the sauce my mom made, because it was my mom's..."
Can't say it.
Song Song quickly covered her mouth and laughed, "Anyway, it's really good, I'll treat you to it later! I have something to do, so I must go, bye-bye!"
Jiang Yixiu nodded with a smile, "Alright, bye-bye!"
