Huo Yushen knew that in this world, there were probably only three things that could make his mother break her rules.
They were his younger sister, gold, and delicious food.
He himself ranked fourth at most.
But She Zhuyin did not think along those lines at all. She merely pointed at Huo Yushen, who was bent over his food, with a look of exasperation. "It's their business that they have food at home. You're eating food they made, yet you won't even let them sit down and eat?!"
"What kind of host are you?! You deserve to be single for the rest of your life!"
Xia Chujian, listening from the side, was puzzled.
Aunt's train of thought jumped around far too much. What did this have to do with being single? The next moment, She Zhuyin turned to Xia Chujian with a deeply apologetic expression. "Chujian, Yushen has no manners. I apologize to you on his behalf."
"But I can understand how he feels too. His sense of taste was damaged when he was little, so no matter what he ate, he couldn't taste it properly..."
"Recently, it somehow suddenly recovered. So whenever he sees delicious food, he gets a little reckless."
Xia Chujian: "..."
Was that really how "reckless" was supposed to be used?
The thought flashed through her mind, and she smiled and nodded.
Huo Yushen had told her long ago about not having a sense of taste, so she was not particularly surprised.
When She Zhuyin saw that Xia Chujian was not surprised, her eyes shifted as she asked tentatively, "...You already knew?"
Xia Chujian said frankly, "Yes, Marshal Huo mentioned it to me. I thought it was pretty pitiful too. Not being able to taste anything is practically worse than the ten cruelest tortures in our