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Jiujiu hesitated for a moment. Watching Song Zhizhi stuff a tender, silky slice of fish into her mouth, an expression of bliss appearing on her face, she nodded again. "I want some."

Song Zhizhi: ...

"This child loves food so much. I wonder who she inherited that from."

Xie Xiuji glanced at Song Zhizhi without saying anything. Between the two of them, who liked eating more, who had reached the Nascent Soul stage yet still had not abstained from food—it was already obvious without saying.

Song Zhizhi coughed.

She turned and glared at Xie Xiuji. He set down the spoon he had been using to feed Jiujiu, took out a handkerchief to wipe the oil from the corner of Song Zhizhi's mouth, then glanced at Jiujiu, who was diligently trying to eat by herself with a spoon. Leaning closer, he kissed Song Zhizhi on the lips.

"Mm, the fish really is a little spicy today."

Song Zhizhi raised a hand and smacked him in embarrassment and irritation. Lowering her head, she looked at Jiujiu, who was seriously stuffing herself with food. "The child is still here. Restrain yourself!"

"Hm? Jiujiu, what are you eating?" Song Zhizhi suddenly noticed Jiujiu scooping up a piece of fish from the plate of Boiled Fish in front of her. Then, with the speed of lightning, before anyone could cover their ears, she stuffed the fish coated in red chili oil into her mouth.

"Mmm, spicy fish." The moment the fish entered her mouth, Jiujiu first tasted a salty, fragrant flavor different from the steamed fish specially prepared for toddlers. She happily narrowed her eyes, her little mouth smeared with red oil bulging with fish. But after chewing a few times, she felt the heat of the chili and the numbing bite of the Sichuan