He waited for a long time without getting an answer from Miao Xin. Not knowing whether she'd heard him, Uncle Chen asked again.
Miao Xin said, "She's not picky about food."
Not picky, huh. Uncle Chen didn't know whether he should praise his granddaughter for being so well‑behaved under her teaching, or feel sorry for the child, wondering if she'd never had anything good to eat before and just had to eat whatever there was.
But very soon, right in front of everyone, Tongtong's behavior slapped Miao Xin in the face.
When Bai Lu picked up a shiitake mushroom and asked, "Tongtong, do you like braised mushrooms?" Tongtong shook her head.
"You don't like mushrooms, huh." Sister Bai Lu sighed and at the same time patted her own son's head. "Zhengzheng doesn't like them either. Such delicious food, and kids all hate it."
Baozi excitedly winked at his little sister: So your taste is just like mine.
