"Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll make it for you. You can have anything you like."
Hearing this, the little baby fixed his big, bright eyes on his mother, as if pondering something. After a while, he finally spoke, "I don't really want anything special. Just make me some noodles, Mom. There's fresh noodles Uncle prepared in the kitchen."
His mother had been busy for days, and now she immediately wanted to cook for him. As her son, he couldn't be so inconsiderate and let her overexert herself.
If his father were the one cooking, he would demand a table full of dishes. But since it was his mother, he decided on noodles—simple to make, with fresh noodles ready to boil in water.
"Alright, I'll make you some noodles," An Jiuyue nodded.
Even if it's only noodles, you'll see how I prepare them. There are plenty of ingredients in my storage to make toppings, so I'll use some of the good stuff.
