After about a minute had passed, Beichuan Lin's voice came through, tinged with the sound of tears, "Hui Li, is this fair? He has always been eating the food I cooked as he grew up! Now that he's got a little independence, he has started to look down on his own mother!"
At the same time, the alarmed voices of Beichuan Huili and Nakajima Michika also broke out:
"Ah?! Wait a minute! Mommy Riri! Don't cry! You've got flour all over you!"
"Right, please don't cry! Beichuan can handle anything, Auntie Beichuan really shouldn't let this bother her, we can just not make any trouble for him."
While they were clamoring on that side, Beichuan Si was finally able to prepare things with a peaceful mind on this side.
He first added the lightly charred fish bones to the soup base, and then put in a broth concentrate, creating a bubbling milky white fish soup base.
