While he spoke, he ably peeled the apple's skin with a small knife. Thereafter, he cut it into small slices. Picking up a piece with a fork, he delivered it into her mouth. "Come, mommy! Ah…"
"Chomp."
She opened her mouth and bit the juicy fruit, which left a sweet taste in her tongue.
"It's so sweet."
"Of course, it's sweet! They're all personally handpicked by Youyou!" A blissful smile was hanging on his lips.
"What a clever boy!" She could not help but laugh gently.
"Mommy, are you hungry? Youyou bought all your favorite food! There's the custard bun that you love, yam cream cake, green bean pastry…"
He listed off all the food one by one as he placed each on the table, acting as if he were a virtuous wife and a loving mother.
This son really knew his mother best!
