The cameraman, who was filming the two, shoved the camera towards the stove when Xie Ming started cooking.
They hadn't noticed before because the pot was covered, but now, with Xie Ming's actions, the aroma was so enticing that it was impossible to ignore.
"Mr. Xie, what are you doing right now?"
"The white jade meatballs are made with mashed tofu, fresh pork, shiitake mushrooms, and scallions in the bowl. After mashing the tofu into a paste, we'll squeeze it out and roll it in a layer of pressed flour before adding it to the broth."
"Didn't you make chicken soup?"
"This is for you!" Xie Ming smiled at him.
The young cameraman was flattered and, smelling the fragrance, he held the camera even more steadily.
Xie Ming would never admit that he wanted others to photograph him in a more handsome way.
By the time the dishes were served, the sky was already ablaze with the colors of the sunset.
"It's so beautiful! You can't see such a beautiful view in the city. I feel like I can reach out and grab that cloud."
Xie Zhouyi looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.
Lu Xiyuan, standing behind him, knew he was talking to her. It had been a long time since she had seen Xie Zhouyi so relaxed. Her eyes involuntarily stung again.
Xie Ming leaned against the door frame, wiping his clean hands with a cloth, and said to Xie Zhouyi, "Come in and eat. Don't just stand there like an idiot. I'll take you to see something even better another day."
As everyone followed them inside, they discovered that there were two tables of food set up in the spacious dining room, one of which was clearly for the production crew.
"You're so fast!"
Xie Zhouyi counted the 15 dishes on both sides and couldn't help but gasp in amazement.
"With five pots and one oven, how could it not be fast?"
After Xie Ming finished speaking, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
"Come here, let's eat together."
The person whose name was mentioned pointed to himself in disbelief.
"I should thank you for taking care of Ah Yi for so long."
After Xie Ming finished speaking, he poured a bowl of dark stuff from the earthenware pot on their table and gave it to her. The cameraman then pointed the camera directly at the two of them.
Lu Xiyuan frowned and said, "Can I not drink it?"
"Your period hasn't come in a long time, has it...?"
Before Xie Ming could finish speaking, Lu Xiyuan picked up the glass and started gulping it down her throat.
If you didn't see her flushed face, you would think she was very bold and unrestrained.
"Could you please not tell me?"
Xie Zhouyi walked to Xie Ming's side, pursing his lips. He felt uncomfortable, but thinking that his father could tell their physical condition at a glance, he wondered if the bowl of medicine could really cure Lu Xiyuan's illness.
"We can't ignore our illness and avoid seeking medical help. Come on! Let's eat!"
Xie Ming calmly sat down at the table first. It wasn't that he lacked a sense of boundaries; it was just that both of them had problems.
When it comes to drastic measures, they're mostly thinking about how to shut themselves up, rather than other trivial matters.
After drinking the dark, murky medicine, Lu Xiyuan sat down to eat at Xie Zhouyi's prompting.
When Xie Zhouyi saw Xie Ming getting rice from a bowl, he quickly reached out his hand: "You don't need to serve me, I can do it myself."
"My child doesn't need to get their own food, sit down!"
Xie Ming served them two bowls of rice, piled them high with vegetables, and then ladled out two bowls of rich chicken soup. He handed them the bowls and said, "Eat!"
Xie Zhouyi was filled with mixed emotions. Many years ago, he was also a pampered child who had everything done for him. But after that incident, he never received those treatment again.
Having not enjoyed his parents' "service" for many years, he didn't want to refuse the food offered to him.
"There's too much; we can't finish it all."
"Leave the leftovers if you can't finish them."
Xie Ming, without allowing any refusal, shoved the bowls into the hands of the two of them.
Xie Zhouyi looked at the food in his bowl with a troubled expression. Lu Xiyuan next to him had the same expression, and the two of them sat there with a strange sense of harmony.
The internet is already buzzing with laughter.
#Family members, does anyone understand when Dad thinks you're hungry? Hahaha#
#I understand! I understand! Every time I come home, he's eager to bring out the rice cooker so I can mix rice with it!#
#I don't have a dad. I think if he were alive, he would serve me such a big bowl of rice. I miss my dad...#
#Hugs, Daddy's watching over you from heaven. Remember to eat well at every meal!#
...
Regardless of what netizens were discussing, Xie Ming still forced Xie Zhouyi and Xie Zhouyi to start eating.
A heartwarming scene of urging people to eat unfolded in front of the camera, while various expressions of homesickness and longing for parents appeared on the screen.
Compared to Xie Ming's warm and ordinary life, the daily lives of the other guests are much more glamorous, especially the Lu family, who have hired top chefs.
After witnessing a visual feast, netizens exclaimed, "Money really smells good!"
After dinner, Xie Zhouyi and Lu Xiyuan sat on the sofa in a daze, having enjoyed the meal so much.
The two hadn't eaten so much food in a long time, and they were surprised that the ordinary-looking farm-style dishes tasted so delicious.
"I drank it!"
Xie Ming then brought Xie Zhouyi a bowl of dark, murky medicine.
Despite feeling uncomfortably full, fearing her father might say something terrifying again, she quickly grabbed the food and gulped it down.
Xie Ming raised an eyebrow, wondering if he had frightened the child.
After drinking the bowl of medicine, Xie Zhouyi surprisingly did not feel his stomach was bloated; in fact, he felt light and refreshed.
Now he truly believed that his father was capable.
"Stop staring at it. You've used up a lot of energy both internally and externally today, so eating this little bit is nothing."
Not only Xie Zhouyi, but all the staff present suddenly realized that this was the reason for eating so much.
Xie Ming: Is the formation in the courtyard a joke? If you don't eat more, you'll wake up hungry in the middle of the night.
"I heard you released a song, can I play it for you?"
Xie Ming sat down next to his son and asked.
"Let's not!"
Xie Zhouyi knew his own limitations; he was simply not suited for the entertainment industry.
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