If Xiaoyu found out that his father ate the chicken wings he made, he would definitely be very happy.
Although Gu Nianshen usually did not have any interest in such food, he still took several bites out of it when Lin Yiqian brought it close to his mouth.
This was the first time he ate whilst walking. More importantly, he was eating a chicken wing.
Lin Yiqian kept her eyes on him the entire time. After he had taken several bites, Lin Yiqian asked anticipatingly, "Does it taste good?"
"It's normal," Gu Nianshen replied calmly.
In Gu Nianshen's case, 'normal' was considered high praise. Lin Yiqian felt satisfied with his answer and picked up another chicken wing for herself.
"Xiaoyu made these himself," she said as she began to chew on the flesh.
Before she could even finish her sentence, Gu Nianshen tossed the chicken wing he was biting on away.
In fact, he had tossed it directly onto the ground.
