"Okay, then Auntie must tell me more stories in the future," Xiao Mei nodded solemnly, looking every bit the little grown-up.
Dong Xiaoyou and Hua Xiaomo couldn't help but burst into laughter again.
Soon after, Dong Xiaoyou went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. In no time, a sumptuous lunch was ready. Looking at the dishes on the table, Dong Xiaoyou smiled sheepishly. "I didn't plan to make much. Just come and try it to see if you like it!" she said with a smile.
"How can you say you didn't prepare much? Sweet and sour pork loin, sweet and sour ribs, sweet and sour shrimp balls... And then there's stir-fried shredded lotus root—these are all great dishes, and I love them all," Hua Xiaomo said, laughing. But why is everything sweet and sour? When I was with Dong Xiaoyou before, I never noticed her having such a strong preference for sweet flavors. Now, almost everything is sweet and sour. It's quite surprising; it seems five years can really change a person's tastes.
