"Yes, yes, go in first. Achen, I've prepared some food and drinks for you both. Let's go in together." Song Qiao Ying enthusiastically took Ou Yan's hand, chatting with Si Ye Chen about her time in France as they walked, and she also reminded Ou Yan to greet her uncle.


The tea table was set with an assortment of snacks and tea.


"Yanyan, these were all made by your mother. They might not look very appealing, but I tried some and they're actually pretty good." Li Yuanfu smiled as he picked up the plate of green bean cakes with the best texture and brought it to Si Yecheng and Ou Yan. "Try them."


"And there's osmanthus cake!" Song Qiao Ying picked up another plate of pastries, just about to bring it to the children, when Li Yuan Fu took it away. "Let the children try mung bean cake first."


"You can also try the osmanthus cake."


"It's not too late to taste it again later..."


They can have a bite of mung bean cake and then a bite of osmanthus cake, it won't be a problem.


"No rush..."


Although Li Yuanfu smiled, Ou Yan could still tell from his expression that the osmanthus cake didn't taste good.


"Then, you try my lotus seed cake." Song Qiao Ying served up another plate of pastries.


"Li Yuanfu took the plate again, "Let the children finish their mung bean cakes first. No rush, Acheng, Yanyan, how is it? Is the mung bean cake still tasty?"


Ou Yan felt a little nauseous, but she still nodded. “Okay.”


Si Yechen also praised, “Delicious, with Auntie's own characteristics.”


“Really? I even put my own spin on the mung bean cake?” Song Qiao-ying was delighted and also remembered to bring them the fruit tea she had made. “Try this, each piece of fruit is cut by me myself. See if you like it.”


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Ou Yan took a sip of fruit tea, almost choking. She nodded, "It's okay, there's room for improvement."


Song Qiao Ying was delighted and looked at Si Ye Chen.


Si Ye Chen took a sip, finally understanding where the little girl's expression just now came from. He smiled, "Rich in taste, unique, and delicious."


"Really?" Song Qiao Ying took a sip of her drink herself. "At first, I kept feeling something was off..."


"Perhaps there was too much lemon juice..." The three of them spoke in unison, then looked at each other. Li Yuanfu broke the silence first, "It must be that the person who wrote the recipe didn't specify the exact amount..."


"Yes, someone said that just one slice of lemon is enough. I was thinking that Yanyan likes to drink lemonade, so I put in a little more."


Ou Yan didn't expect her mother to still remember her preferences. Her gaze softened once again.


"YY, Mom will often cook delicious food for you in the future..."

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