It was proven that people who looked alike might also have the same preference when it came to food.

  Huo Chenhuan liked spicy food, so when he ate hotpot, he exclusively focused on the spicy pot. Zheng Qianyang was the same.

  At first, he was a little resistant to the bright red spicy pot, so he only tried the clear soup.

  Later, when he saw that his nephew had been eating the red oil, he hesitated and tried to dip a slice of beef tripe into the red oil.

  At first, he was not used to it and drank a few mouthfuls of water. When he recovered, he found the taste stimulating, but when he recalled the flavors…… he thought it was quite exhilarating.

  Out of curiosity, Zheng Qianyang tried to eat a few more mouthfuls.

  The result was predictable. After experiencing the enjoyment of the red oil pot, a certain someone did not reach his chopsticks into the clear soup pot anymore. He ate until he was sweating profusely, but his hands did not slow down at all.

  Su Yayan saw this scene and felt that her uncle and nephew were more alike. She could not help but smile.

  Zheng Qianyang ate for a while and looked up at the two people opposite him. He was in a trance for a moment.

  Su Yayan was pregnant and could not eat spicy food. She could only eat the clear soup pot. Huo Chenhuan watched her from the side and even helped her cook the ingredients. Sometimes, he would even put some into her mouth and feed her.

  Occasionally, Su Yayan would look at Huo Chenhuan and glance furtively at the spicy pot. Huo Chenhuan would give in.

  He would put one or two things from the spicy pot into his bowl of clear soup. When the ingredients were less spicy, he would bring them to Su Yayan’s mouth and watch her eat.

  One of them was very happy to feed, and the other was also very happy to be fed. They completely forgot that there was another person at the table.

  Zheng Qianyang looked at the two of them and could not help but think of the time when his sister and brother-in-law were still around. His sister was also the apple of his brother-in-law’s eye. No matter what he did, he would remember to take good care of his sister before thinking of himself.

  The relationship between the two of them was very good, so every time he visited, he felt relieved and envious. He always hoped that one day he could have such a happy little family.

  Unfortunately, all of this was ruined because of him.

  “Uncle?” After Su Yayan finished eating, she looked up and saw Zheng Qianyang in a daze. He did not eat for a long time, so she asked nervously, “Is it not to your liking? Why don’t I let the kitchen make something else?”


  Zheng Qianyang seemed to have woken up from a dream. “No, no, this hotpot is very delicious. It’s my first time eating such a delicious thing. Especially the spicy pot. At first, I was not used to eating it, but now I feel that the more I eat, the more delicious it is.”


  Su Yayan laughed when she heard what he said. The chili was growing fast.

  The research institute had already planted a batch of them, and the taste was similar to the ones Su Yayan had taken out from her farm.

  However, it would take some time before they could be sold on the market. This should be the first time Zheng Qianyang had come into contact with this thing, and his reaction was a little similar to Huo Chenhuan’s.

  “It seems that uncle’s taste is similar to Chenhuan’s. He also likes spicy food.”


  As soon as she said that, the two men at the table were stunned. Their eyes met inadvertently, and they felt awkward, but at the same time, there seemed to be something that had not been there before.

  Su Yayan pretended not to see it and reminded him with a smile, “However, even though the red oil soup is delicious, you can’t eat too much of it. It’s easy to get heaty. Uncle, remember to drink some of this three-flower tea later to calm the heatiness.”


  Zheng Qianyang was even more touched by Su Yayan’s thoughtfulness when he heard that. He was also glad that his nephew had a good eye and married a considerate wife.

  With Su Yayan mediating between them, the atmosphere at the dinner table slowly became warm. Zheng Qianyang also had some confidence to ask about the two of them.

  “How old is the baby?”


  “Almost six months.”


  “Do you know if it’s a boy or a girl?”


  “We don’t know yet.”