"Dad, come sit! Look, Sister cooked some scallops." Yang Qingrui gestured for Yang Dachuan to sit down and placed chopsticks in his hand.
"Xiaxia really knows how to cook? I thought only people in restaurants could make these things."
At these words, Yang Chuxia laughed and picked up a clam with chopsticks, dipped it in vinegar, and placed it in an empty bowl in front of Yang Dachuan. "Dad, you should try it!"
Yang Dachuan picked it up with a grin and put it in his mouth.
The children hadn't eaten and were all staring at Yang Dachuan intently.
Ms. Wang couldn't wait to ask, "How is it?"
"Delicious!" Though Yang Dachuan was a country man who had been away from books for many years and couldn't come up with fancy words, these two simple words expressed that the steamed scallops suited his taste and that he liked them.
Hearing Yang Dachuan say it was delicious, the children couldn't wait to reach out with their chopsticks and exclaim, "So delicious, too delicious!"
