Si Ze picked up the small basin and looked it up and down. It felt like a pot. "It's okay. If it breaks, I'll ask them to buy a few more."

Being rich and willful, Yan Mo was speechless. She walked up to him, took the small basin from his hand, put it in the microwave next to her, closed it, and set the timer for two minutes:

"Just heat it up for two minutes, no need to make such a fuss."

"Got it." Si Ze took out a handkerchief and handed it to his wife: "Wipe your hands."

Yan Mo washed his hands in the sink, took the handkerchief, and asked while wiping his hands:

"Do you have gloves? Never mind, I'll find them myself."

Si Ze looked like he didn't know, so Yan Mo started looking for it himself and finally found a pair of microwave gloves in the kitchen cabinet.

Two minutes passed quickly.

Before Yan Mo could pick up the gloves, Si Ze took the lead, put them on, opened the microwave, and brought out the coffee.

Suddenly.

The whole kitchen was filled with a strong burnt smell.

Yan Mo looked down at the dark coffee in the basin and asked:

"Mr. Si, have you ever drunk this?"

"No." Si Ze had never tasted this kind of bottled heated coffee before and was unsure if it was drinkable: "How about I try it first to see if it's drinkable."

He took out a small bowl, poured out a mouthful, picked it up, closed his eyes, took a small sip, and tasted it.

"How about it?"

"It seems okay, you can try it." Although Si Ze felt that the taste was weird, it seemed to have a sweet taste.

"Hmm." Si Ze also brought a small bowl to Yan Mo and poured half a bowl for her: "Try it."

Yan Mo took a sip with anticipation.

"Puff." Yan Mo spit it all back into the bowl: "What is this? It has a weird taste and is so bitter. It's too hard to drink."

It's completely different from when it was cold just now.

"No! I think it tastes sweet." Si Ze poured some more from the pot in disbelief, drank it, smacked his lips, and confirmed: "It does taste sweet!"

Yan Mo's jaw dropped.

How much suffering this child had endured in the past! He forced himself to eat the bitter food and thought it was sweet.

Si Ze: "That's because you've drunk it, so it's sweet!"