After a delicious dinner cooked by Caihong, Jack Si had no strength to even move an inch. "That was one awesome feast, sister-in-law."
He patted his tummy, which was extremely full and satisfied by the meal.
Caihong smiled. "I am glad you liked it."
"I loved it! Damn, I missed the authentic Chinese food so much. I couldn't help but overeat. Curse you, Xiaosi. You get to eat such delicious meals every day," he glared at him.
Xiaosi felt a sense of pride hearing that. He seemed as if he was in a trance.
Caihong slowly asked, "What's wrong? Did you not like it?"
Xiaosi widened his eyes. "Of course, I did! It's just...I didn't know why, but I felt nostalgic for some reason."
Jack Si smiled. "Well, your mind has forgotten the memories, but your body hasn't. You have eaten her food before. Your tongue remembers the taste."
"Ah…"
