Mo Ang couldn't help but laugh. "Are you sure this is your family's ancestral secret recipe? Not just some quirky remedy book sold for a dollar at the morning market?"
"Why don't you believe me? This is truly our family's heirloom, passed down from my grandmother, and her ancestors were part of the royal court. Let's just say, if it weren't for modern society, I'd be a little princess right now."
"That's not bad, then I'd be the prince consort!" Mo Ang said, sounding pleased.
"You think so, but it's modern society now, so I can only rely on you for some light." An Ning sighed.
Mo Ang smiled, looking at her little face, he was truly happy.
Little Xinxin, seeing her mom and dad talking and ignoring her, anxiously called out again. "Ah... ah..."
An Ning gave her daughter a stern look. "I'm talking to your dad, don't interrupt. Go play by yourself, otherwise I'll take away the phone right now."
"Wah..." Little Xinxin held up the phone, warily looking at her mother.
