"Sure, sure." Sophie Wilson nodded repeatedly, gladly agreeing to the decision, "Let's make dumplings together tonight."
"Okay." Clarissa agreed, seeing Sophie Wilson wash her hands and head over to the Western kitchen to prepare ingredients for cake and cookies, she finally let out a long breath of relief.
Mason Wilson walked over with a smile and said, "If Sophie wants to do it, let her. It'll be faster if we all do it together."
In reality, he had never tried cooking with his daughter, but wasn't preparing together a good thing?
Clarissa directly handed the soy sauce bottle she held to Mason Wilson: "Sophie needs this to marinate the meat."
Mason Wilson glanced at it and exclaimed, "Vinegar?"
Forgive his lack of knowledge; since when could vinegar replace soy sauce?
"Didn't Sophie just say that Charles loves her cooking..." Mason Wilson's words faded under Clarissa's complicated gaze, he understood, only Charles Seymour seemed to love it.
