Chen Xi eyed the suspicious-looking bowl placed before him, his brows furrowing in mild horror. "Su Bing, is this the so-called delicacy you made from the grass we yanked up earlier today? It looks... dubious at best. Black and slimy—and you're calling this delicious? I'm not even sure it's edible!"
Before Su Bing could retort, Su Li jumped in with solemn, almost ceremonial formality. "Uncle Chen Yu, Auntie Sun Yi, Big Brother Chen Xi—our brother told us that in your home, we must be polite. When it comes to meals, we wait for the elders to take the first bite before we start. This is something Brother made especially for you—it's really good! Back home, whenever our mom had time, she'd make this for us. You should all try it!"
