Hearing her words, Qian Jiyun also chuckled. If it weren't for the little ones, would there be any left for An Jiuyue to eat? Even with them eating, it wouldn't be enough.
They had to take advantage of the little ones not being around to make more of An Jiuyue's favorite snacks.
"They can just have what Nuonuo prepared." he said.
An Jiuyue: "!!!"
Was he planning to catch all the kids in one go?
With the stuff Nuonuo made, who else in the whole camp would dare eat it? Who wouldn't be afraid of being bedridden afterward? Weren't you already miserably tricked by your own son?
"You really dare to say that."
She shook her head and couldn't help but think that both she and Qian Jiyun were quite adept at cooking.
Qian Jiyun was the most impressive; as long as she had made something once, even if she didn't teach him, he could replicate it, and it would taste almost the same.
But when it came to her son's cooking, why did those dishes turn out so 'delicious'?
