Hua Jin silently recited the name and suddenly smiled. âThatâs good too. For Gu Xingze, this is a new lease of life.â
However, he could not help feeling disappointed.
Unlike people who were born blind,
Yun Shishi had normal vision, which would put her only in even greater despair losing her sight.
Every time he saw her fumbling around while trying to reach for something, his heart would ache.
However, every time he saw her sitting quietly on the sofa with her head lowered and her loving gaze resting on her lower abdomen, she radiated with a motherly glow that was gentle and warm.
âItâs okay. Another cornea donor will come along. Iâll just pay more attention.â
âWe can wait till after the baby has been delivered and her physical condition is stabilized,â Hua Jin said optimistically.
âUh huh.â
By the time Yun Shishi and the two children returned home from a stroll, Hua Jin was already done washing the dishes.
Little Yichen could not stop praising him. âUncle Hua Jin is so awesome. His cooking skills are not bad and he has washed the dishes till theyâre squeaky clean.â
Hua Jin could not help laughing when he hard this.
He squatted down and reached out to pinch Little Yichenâs pink cheeks. âDo you really think my cooking is great?â
âYes!â
âI thought your little taste buds have been spoiled by Youyouâs cooking. Iâm surprised you actually donât mind my cooking.â
Hua Jin heaved a sigh of relief.
Youyou commented, âAlthough your cooking isnât exquisite, itâs edible nevertheless.â
Hua Jin: â...â
Yun Shishi was greatly amused and burst out laughing. âYouyou, donât be too picky! Do you think everyone is like you? You were born with fussy taste buds.â
Youyou smugly threw his arms around his mother.
Mu Yazhe snorted and remarked coldly, âI do suspect if youâre a mutant.â
âBecause Iâm very particular about food!â
Youyou continued, âUnlike Little Yichen, who would even think that egg fried rice is delicious.â
âCough.â Yun Shishi cleared her throat awkwardly.
That was a long time ago.
Once, on a whim, she made egg fried rice and invited the two little lads to try it.
In the end, when Youyou saw that the fried rice wasnât perfect, he pushed it away in disdain. Little Yichen, however, held the bowl in his arms and ate a few mouthfuls. After that, he even smiled and said, âMommyâs cooking is so good; the fried rice is so delicious!â
Who knew if he was speaking the truth or if he in fact thought it tasted awful but for the sake of his mother, tried to look as though it was delicious.
Little Yichen argued, âMommyâs cooking is indeed not bad!â
He really couldnât tell it wasnât perfect.
Besides, he was famished that day and was too focused on eating to notice anything strange about the way it tasted.
Yun Shishi immediately raised her hands in defeat. âAll right! All right! Youyou, your cooking is the best. Mommyâs cooking is not as good as yours. Are you satisfied now?â
Youyou was pleased on hearing this. As if he felt that this way, he would be able to secure his position as the âchefâ in the family, a look of smug satisfaction spread across his face.
Mu Yazhe and Hua Jin looked at each other, laughing helplessly.
Hua Jin deliberately teased, âYouyou, itâs not good for you to be so conceited! Itâs just good culinary skills, whatâs the big deal?!â
Youyou gave him a haughty look.
The whole family was amused.