"Miss Su, you're quite talented; the medicinal tea you picked is so fragrant and pleasant."
Lin Jinyu held the teacup gracefully, took a sip, and couldn't help but praise.
"Sister Yu, are you hungry? Let's eat first."
Li Xiu'e, concerned for her daughter, placed the warmed dishes back on the table and led her to sit down at the dining table.
"Alright, Mother. I am a bit hungry after going down the mountain."
Su Qingluo smiled with her eyes and leaned affectionately against Li Xiu'e, hugging her arm and acting coquettishly.
"Mother made your favorite, chicken stew with mushrooms. Eat up."
Li Xiu'e put some chicken into her daughter's bowl.
"Mother, have you eaten?"
Su Qingluo grinned and picked up her chopsticks.
"Mother and Xuan'er have already eaten. The food on the table is what we saved for you all."
Li Xiu'e looked at her daughter adoringly.
"So delicious."
Su Qingluo put the chicken in her mouth and chewed happily, puffing her cheeks.
"If you like it, eat more."