Upon hearing this, Mu Xianyu looked at him. Then, she quickly lowered her head and went to the kitchen to get a bowl and a spoon. She poured out the porridge and handed it to him.
Si Mancheng brought it over and began to eat. She added some lean meat into the porridge and put in some chopped green onions, so the taste was especially fragrant.
After eating one bowl, Si Mancheng did not eat enough.
“Is there any more?”He asked.
Mu Xieyu poured the last bit for him. There was only a small half bowl. After Si Mancheng finished eating, he lay back down.
“I cooked this for my grandmother. I gave you half of it. If you’re not full, I’ll help you cook it later,”Mu Xieyu said.
“OH.”Si Mancheng glanced at her. He thought it was takeout. It was so delicious.
He did not expect her to cook it herself.
“Take out the thermometer and have a look.”
