Hua Jinyan wanted to lead Little Taotie away by the hand, but Little Taotie shook off his hand and ran to Red Garment Ah Piao. Looking at the thick resentment between her brows, Little Taotie pursed her lips and gazed at her with bright, sparkling eyes, asking, "Sister, what was your favorite food when you were alive?"
Red Garment Ah Piao: "..."
She had not expected the little girl to be unafraid of her appearance.
Red Garment Ah Piao frowned slightly, her memories too blurred to recall.
"It seems to be... cherry curd."
"Cherry curd?" Little Taotie couldn't help but swallow and asked in a tiny voice, "Is it tasty?"
Charmed by her adorable, gluttonous look, Red Garment Ah Piao chuckled and nodded, "The sugar cane juice is cold through the silver cup, the crimson cherries glow against the jade bowl."
Little Taotie blinked, confused, and shook her head, "I don't understand."