No matter how you look at it, they look like a pair of mother and son!
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Shen Ning felt heartbroken listening to Ding Ding.
The child had just recovered from a cold, and his stomach and throat were still delicate. How could he eat spicy food?
"Ding Ding, what do you want to eat? Mommy will make it for you right now," she immediately asked.
"Mommy, I want plain congee, stir-fried pork with sour green beans, and some thin-skinned dumplings," Ding Ding replied after a moment of thought.
"Alright, you wait here for a moment. Mommy will go down and make it for you," Shen Ning kissed his forehead and turned to go downstairs.
"Mommy, I want to go with you," Ding Ding didn't want to be alone in the bedroom, so he followed her downstairs.
In the kitchen, Shen Ning got busy.
This kitchen was not unfamiliar to her. She had spent two years here, cooking and preparing meals for Li Zhenting every day. She was quite skilled at it.