Yun Bixue scooped a few rice balls into a small bowl and passed it to Xiajun Zihao. She said gently, "Come, Hao'er. Have some rice balls."
Xiajun Zihao used his small hands to cup the bowl, but he had no idea how to eat it.
Yun Bixue was attentive, so she quickly used a spoon to scoop a rice ball up, and the burst of sesame spread throughout her mouth.
Xiajun Zihao was a smart child, so he followed what Yun Bixue did and ate one as well.
His eyes twinkled after he bit into the rice ball. He said happily, "Auntie, this is so delicious."
Yun Bixue was startled. "Hao'er, is this your first time eating a rice ball? It's something that people eat every year during the Lantern Festival to symbolize the unity of a family."
Xiajun Zihao lowered his head and mumbled unhappily, "Auntie, my father has never made it, so I've never tried it before. Also, without my mother, my family is not complete."
