She took out five different flavors of rice dumplings from the kitchen and brought them to the dining table.
"Mother, what kind of rice dumplings do we have this time?" Chu Ziluo had been busy preparing for the upcoming female arts competition for the past two days and had no time to prepare dumplings at home. She could only take a breather now and ask Ye Muyu coquettishly.
"There are red bean fillings, fresh meat fillings, jujube paste fillings, purple sweet potato fillings, and salted duck egg fillings."
"Two types of savory ones and three types of sweet ones. Since you guys like sweet ones, there will be less savory ones."
Ye Muyu pointed at the five types of dumplings on the table. "Which one do you like? Try it yourself."
Chu Ziluo reached out for a rice dumpling and said, "Mother, I like the jujube paste filling. It's so fragrant and soft."
