Fu Xin was embarrassed for a moment, then lowered her head and started eating. Aunt Wang saw that something was wrong with the masters, but she couldn't interrupt, so she silently retreated, leaving the family of three to taste the delicacies.
"Mom, do you think Dad's cooking is good?" Jiang Xinyuan asked.
Seeing that there was no more food in Jiang Xinyuan's bowl, Fu Xin also picked up some food. "Delicious." It was indeed delicious. She told the truth, but she did not dare to look at Jiang Yi.
"Mom, although I'm still young, I inherited my cooking skills from Dad. Soon, I'll cook better than Dad. When the time comes, I'll cook for Mom." Jiang Xinyuan knew how to fight for favor and wanted to replace Dad.
"Got it. Eat!" Fu Xin was touched. This child was too warm and loved her too much. "Eat slowly. If you go out to meet others in the future, your food will be eaten by others."
