After interacting with Mother Xie, everyone could hear Student Xieâs lesser-known side, revealing part of the veil.
"When her dad and I were busy at work and occasionally couldnât come home, she cooked by herself at home. Sheâs not very good at cooking," Sun Rongfang explained to her daughter. "There wasnât much food at home for her to cook. Sheâd fry a couple of eggs, mix them with leftover rice and lard. Anyway, she and her brother were hungry, and they thought it was delicious."
Hearing his mom talk about his sister, Xie Youtian nodded, able to recall the taste of his sisterâs fried rice from back then. He was even younger at the time, drooling while watching his sister skillfully toss the fried rice in the pan.
"Auntie," Tao Zhijie pointed to Cao Yong across from them, "When it comes to fried rice, heâs the expert."
Sun Rongfang looked again at the handsome young man beside her: Could such a handsome man really know how to make fried rice?
"Auntie, if you donât believe it, tomorrow he can make some for you," the group at the table teased, eager to stir things up.
Xie Youtian quickly lifted his little head to look at Brother Cao: Can Brother Caoâs fried rice taste better than his sisterâs?
Despite a bunch of little fools wanting to play matchmaker for him but lacking the skill, Cao Yong still asked her mother, "Auntie, what kind of fried rice do you like? Iâll go to the market tomorrow to get some ingredients."
She figured the handsome guy was joking with her. Sun Rongfang burst into laughter and said, "If youâre capable, make a seafood fish rice."
Seafood fish rice is hard to fry; it easily carries a fishy smell.
This was the first challenge from his future mother-in-law. The group at the table internally laughed, ready to watch the fun.
Cao Yong remained calm and composed and replied confidently to her mother, "Sure."
It was already late, not a good time to make fried rice for her. Cao Yong stood up to find the hotel staff to take some other snacks for her.
The adults ate. Xie Youtian, as his mother forbade him from eating more, sat on the couch in the private room to play puzzles by himself. As he played, he lay down on the couch.
"He seems tired," Wu Lixuan turned around and noticed her buddyâs little brother seemed to be sleeping.
Yin Fengchun heard her words, glanced over, and immediately noticed the childâs unusual sleeping posture.
Seeing her boyfriend get up to check on the child, Wu Lixuan remembered the previous incident and said, "He felt sleepy in the car and wanted to sleep."
"Let him sleep, itâs okay, you eat," Sun Rongfang followed.
Unexpectedly, their words didnât get Yin Fengchun back to the table to eat, but instead caused everyone else at the table to put down their chopsticks.
Returning to the private room, Cao Yong saw that the child was in trouble. He hurried to the couch, reached out to touch the childâs head, and asked, "Tell brother, is your stomach hurting?"
A doctorâs eyes are the sharpest; seeing the child curled up like a shrimp, it was obvious he was cold and his body hurt somewhere.
Hearing that his son had a stomachache, Sun Rongfang stood up and said, "I happened to leave his medicine in the luggage bag."
"What medicine is he taking, Auntie?" A few doctors heard and asked her.
Sun Rongfang said, "A few days ago, he had an upset stomach and got some medicine from the local clinic by our home. Maybe today being excited, he overate."
The parentâs remarks indicated that the childâs illness wasnât just a recent issue.
The doctors realized the situation was somewhat serious. The entire Hepatobiliary Surgery team left the table and came over. After all, Hepatobiliary Surgery is part of the digestive system branch. Tao Zhijie took the lead and asked, "Is he running a fever?"