Xi Xiaoyi showed a hint of curiosity on her face and led Xixi over to the dining table.
"Hey, the dishes look pretty good!" she said with surprise as she looked at the five dishes and one soup.
Lin Xi had already gone to the kitchen to serve the rice, and Xixi, being too short for the table, couldn't see the food at this point.
"Mama hug." Xixi reached out her arms towards Xi Xiaoyi.
After Xi Xiaoyi placed her daughter on a chair and sat down beside her, she heard her daughter say, "Uncle Lin Xi's dishes look better than Grandma Lu's!"
"Thanks for the compliment, sweetheart!" Lin Xi came out of the kitchen carrying three bowls of rice, placed one in front of the mother and daughter pair, handed them chopsticks, and said, "Hurry up and eat, see if you like uncle's cooking!"
"Okay." Xixi looked very serious, as she firmly remembered her mom's words.
She picked up some food and put it in her mouth, chewed once, and then stopped.
