"Cohen, eat quickly, and after you're done, we'll take you to school," Qin Xue urged Cohen to eat his meal and then encouraged the others to eat quickly. The weather was a bit chilly now, and if the food was left too long, it would become cold and not taste good.
"Mom, this porridge is delicious, and this rice noodle is tasty too." Cohen obediently sat down to eat. The taste was unbelievable; he had never had porridge this tasty before. Not only was it fragrant, but it also made him feel good afterward. Even a child like him could sense that, and he couldn't believe the others wouldn't know too.
"If it's good, then eat more," Qin Xue said, looking at the children. She made breakfast every day, so why did this feel different?
"Alright, can we have this again tomorrow?" Cohen thought the porridge had his mom's flavor, so he wanted to eat more.
"Sure, eat up," Qin Xue nodded. This child seldom asked for anything, especially not food.
"Yay, thank you, Mom," Cohen said happily.
