The breakfast was hearty.
Ever since Ye Xingbei lifted the food restrictions, the variety of food that they could eat increased substantially, enhancing the little one's appetite.
Sampling a bit of this and that, the little one unknowingly fills his tummy till it bulges, stuffed.
Seeing his son eat so much, Ye Xingbei smiles contentedly.
No matter how much she dislikes Gu Junzhu, she has to admit that he has helped her greatly in the matter of getting her son to eat, she is grateful for a lifetime.
There are so many delicious foods in the world, but her son could only have simple porridge and small dishes in the past, every time she ate with her son, her heart would ache.
However, having seen her son's asthma attacks, she was afraid of losing him and did not dare to experiment, so she had to follow the rules and let her son eat only a few simple things every day.
Over time, even adults would get tired of such a diet, let alone a young child?
