Su Yinwan picked up a spoon from the side, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and slowly blew on it to cool it down before eating it.
The rice grains are distinct, with a sticky and chewy texture, and are very fresh and sweet.
This porridge is indeed very soft, sticky, and delicious!
Then, Rong's mother served Duanmu Jun a bowl of bird's nest, coconut milk, and oat porridge.
Knowing that Duanmu Jun liked this porridge, she instructed Aunt Feng to prepare it in the morning.
"Xiaojun, here, this is your favorite food."
"Xiao Ning, you understand me best."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
"Xiao Chen, if there are any dishes you can't reach, just ask your Uncle Rong to get them for you. Don't be shy with him, okay?"
Ye Chen sat opposite Rong's mother and Duanmu Jun, with Rong's father sitting next to him.
"Okay, got it."
The Rong family's breakfasts are not too formal or restrictive; everyone chats and laughs occasionally, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.
After breakfast, the family accompanied Grandpa Rong for a walk.
The sun wasn't too strong at nine o'clock, and a gentle breeze was blowing, bringing a touch of coolness.
People strolled leisurely along the asphalt road, listening to birdsong and smelling the fragrance of flowers, which was quite pleasant.
"Xiaojun, do you still remember that tree? We planted it together back then. Look how well it's growing now, how pleasing it is."
Rong's mother pointed to several Chinese hydrangea plants next to her.
It's a pity it's not spring now, otherwise we could have enjoyed the stunning beauty of "jade trees and flowers".
When in full bloom, the flowers are pure white, very eye-catching, and truly beautiful.
When the flowers fall, drifting with the wind, they possess a dreamlike beauty.
“I remember you would send me photos every year when it bloomed, but it’s a pity I never got to see it in person.”
Duanmu Jun was very pleased to see how well the Chinese hydrangea was growing.
After all, it was such a small plant when it was planted, but now it blooms every year.
"You'll see it later."
Rong's mother smiled as she linked arms with her.
Duanmu Jundu has decided to stay in Rongcheng from now on, so she can finally come and see the flowers blooming every year.
As they were walking, a car stopped next to them.
Everyone stopped and looked over, and when they saw the person getting off the bus, they all smiled.
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