Seeing this, Lin Xiaotian pretended not to notice, and then continued to say to Mother Lin: "Mom, do you remember this? If you don't, then don't bother, I can eat other sour things."
Lin Xiaotian pretended not to notice her mother's unnatural expression for a reason.
But she didn't say it, nor could she show it.
Upon hearing her daughter say this, Mother Lin quickly snapped back to reality, and hastily said: "Oh oh, I remember now, I was just thinking about these things. Since you want that kind of sour bamboo shoots, I'll go downstairs to prepare them for you. However, it might be hard to find some of the ingredients from home here, so the taste might not be the same as before. And it's been years since I made sour bamboo shoots, so when they're done, you can't mind if they aren't perfect."
Lin Xiaotian tugged at Mother Lin's hand playfully: "Mom, don't worry, I won't mind."
Then Mother Lin helplessly patted her daughter's head and said, "Alright, alright, whatever you say."
