The fish soup was clear, with only a faint white tint, not the milky white one might imagine.
After all, it was simmered with fish heads, tails, and bones, so achieving this color was already quite good.
Yi Meng asked Qi Quanli to serve two bowls of fish soup, each with four fish balls inside, and sprinkled some chopped cilantro on top.
The green cilantro against the white fish balls with a hint of red looked particularly appealing.
"Mom, please try it!"
Qi Quanli was almost drooling with anticipation, but he still served a bowl for his mother first, placed a spoon in it, and then eagerly fetched his own bowl.
He didn't eat his own portion immediately but rather scooped a fish ball for his fourth brother: "Brother Quanjin, you should eat."
"I won't eat, you and Mom try it first!"
Qi Quanjin chuckled as he watched his little brother.
Though a bit lively, the child was still a good kid.
"Sister-in-law?"
"You eat it!"
Yi Meng shook her head with a smile.
