The corners of Old Madam Walton's mouth twitched. She picked up another piece of black stuff and asked, "Then this is?"
Alex: "Eggplant."
Old Madam Walton: "…" She didn't understand how good food would become like this.
George picked up a piece of black eggplant and put it in his mouth. Against his will, he said, "It tastes good."
Eric widened his eyes and muttered, "I have to leave more of such delicious eggplants for Dylan."
Andrew smiled. "It's a pity that the rest of the family aren't at home and missed out on such delicious eggplants. I hope Mr. Burton can make it for them personally next time."
Alex nodded. "Okay."
Amelia finished the bowl of steamed egg, and there was still a little bit of egg on the corner of her mouth. She smiled at Alex and gave him a thumbs up. "Delicious!"
