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Xiao Ruo picked up a roasted abalone that Xiangxiang had skewered on a bamboo stick and held it out to the man's mouth, smiling brightly, "Try our son's cooking."
Fu Hanwen took a bite, chewed, and said with a laugh, "I didn't know this kid had such skills."
His wife had prepared many abalone dishes for him, but this was the first time he had tried garlic-roasted abalone, and it tasted really good.
Xiao Ruo also took a bite, and her eyes lit up immediately, "This roasted abalone has such a unique flavor."
The seasoning of the roasted abalone, with its balance of saltiness and spiciness, was just perfect. It seemed their son had grilled things before.
Xiao Ruo suddenly felt melancholic, "Brother Fu, it seems we've missed a lot of Xiangxiang's growth."
"Do you prefer our son now—sensible, alert, independent, not needing us to worry about anything—or would you rather he had stayed by our side, growing up naïve and dependent on us for everything?" Fu Hanwen countered.
