The rabbit-shaped buns were the most delicious flavor in Gu Qianqian's heart. Little did she know, the deliciousness she savored was also the most exquisite taste in elder Mr. Gu's heart.
So, an hour later, when she placed the rabbit-shaped buns she had personally made in front of elder Mr. Gu, the old man, who had never flinched even amidst gunfire, instantly had teary eyes. "Did your mother teach you this?"
"Yes! I loved eating it, so I learned to make it when I was very young."
After speaking, she quickly handed a bun to him all too politely. "Try this, Uncle Gu Baichuan..."
He accepted it with a smile. Much to his surprise, he bit into a sweet filling. It was supposed to be a rabbit-shaped bun, but it actually contained brown sugar.
The most familiar taste was also what he had often 'disliked' the most. Back then, he would always complain to Ye Qiluo, saying, "Why would a man eat such sweet buns, huh?"
