Chapter 88
King Rong was also slightly taken aback, staring blankly at Aunt Yue, only Nie Zhaoyang looked at Aunt Yue with a smile on his face.Because she knew that the glutinous rice chicken balls were mixed with minced garlic, and minced garlic was the last thing Nie Zhaoyang liked to eat since he was a child.

In my impression, every time there are chicken balls with glutinous rice on the dining table, Aunt Yue would help the pouting Nie Zhaoyang to peel off the stuffing and glutinous rice from the chicken balls, and whispered in a low voice with affection and helplessness, "It's fine to learn from his picky mouth and not eating minced garlic. How come he just likes to eat the glutinous rice on this chicken ball? It's really troublesome..."

When he was young, Nie Zhaoyang was ignorant, and Nie Zhaoyang always couldn’t understand what Aunt Yue was talking to herself, but as she grew up, the delicious glutinous rice chicken balls were no longer on the dining table because of the growing neglect of Xiaoxiyuan Naturally, I can no longer hear Aunt Yue's soft whispers.

Seeing this dish again at this moment, Aunt Yue's expression of both anger and pity in memory came to life in front of her eyes, and the soft chanting in Aunt Yue's mouth back then suddenly came to mind.Finally, I understood the meaning of Aunt Yue's words back then.

Amidst the surprised gazes of everyone, Aunt Yue leaned forward slightly, pulled the porcelain plate of King Rong's noodles in front of her, and said softly as if talking to herself, "This concubine likes to eat this flavor the most."

As soon as the words came out, Nanny Lan seemed to suddenly remember something, and the embarrassment and ugly look on her face suddenly turned into excitement.She was so careless that she even forgot the taste of minced garlic that King Rong dislikes the most, fortunately Aunt Yue still remembers it so clearly.

Seeing Aunt Yue's words, Sister Lan's face turned red with excitement for an instant, Yu Xin and Yujie looked at it even more inexplicably, but King Rong was always staring at Aunt Yue in a daze.

Aunt Yue still sat there quietly, lightly holding the silver chopsticks in her hands, carefully peeling off the layer of glutinous rice from the chicken balls, and sending them to the plate in front of Nie Zhaoyang with chopsticks, and said softly, "Zhaoyang Don’t you love the marinated glutinous rice on this chicken ball?”

"Yeah." Nie Zhaoyang nodded heavily, picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth. He immediately smiled, and his palm-sized face was so festive that his teeth could not be seen.

Aunt Yue was still focused on peeling off the glutinous rice from the chicken balls, Nie Zhaoyang ate small mouthfuls of contentment, Mother Lan blushed with excitement, Yuxin Yujie stared wide-eyed, and King Rong Sometimes he glanced at Nie Zhaoyang with a satisfied face, and sometimes at Aunt Yue, his eyes were always burning.

For a while, the atmosphere in the main room became inexplicably weird.

Just after Aunt Yue cleaned up the whole chicken ball and put all the glutinous rice on Nie Zhaoyang's plate, King Rong finally spoke slowly, but his voice was tinged with excitement and hoarseness, "The earliest At that time, this king was also like Zhaoyang, who didn't eat chicken balls, but only ate the glutinous rice wrapped in the chicken balls. But now..."

King Rong paused, didn't finish his words, but just stared at Aunt Yue fixedly.

Under King Rong's burning eyes, Aunt Yue moved gracefully and calmly, picked up the clean chicken ball with silver chopsticks and slowly sent it to her mouth, but she stopped after chewing lightly, her eyes were puzzled. He raised his head and looked at King Rong in amazement.

(End of this chapter)

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