The cold wind howled outside, while the room was steaming with warmth.

Huang Tao brought over a bamboo steamer filled with smoking soup dumplings and placed it in front of Xuanxuan’s dedicated small dining table.

Huang Yide and Song Cailian, enticed by the aroma, couldn’t help but lean in for a look...

The bottom of the steamer was lined with a layer of fine white linen, and six soup dumplings were neatly arranged on top.

At first glance, they looked like six piles of white chrysanthemums blossoming on the snow, with the chrysanthemum threads being the pleats of the dough skins, tightly gathered together.

Upon closer inspection, they resembled beads of honey brewed in spring, translucent and softly flowing into a bundle,

"Smells so good~"

Xuanxuan was instantly drawn by the aroma of the soup dumplings and couldn’t resist reaching out to grab one.

"Xuanxuan, these are soup dumplings; you can’t grab them with your hands."

On seeing this, Huang Yide quickly reached out to grasp her chubby "little paw" back, subsequently picking up a pair of chopsticks and securely grasping one of the soup dumplings from the steamer, lifting it into the air...

The skin was thin and transparent, sagging heavily downwards, fortunately supported by the filling at the bottom. Inside, the soup was distinctly soup, and the filling was distinctly filling, crystal clear like glass, easily visible.

It must be said, these soup dumplings were made exquisitely!

"Xuanxuan..."

While placing the soup dumpling on a plate, he smiled and picked up a reed straw from the steamer, waving it as he said, "To eat soup dumplings, you need to use a straw first. Let grandpa demonstrate for you~"

With that, he demonstrated by puncturing the dumpling skin and gently sipping.

The broth, milky-white, slowly filled the mouth, the juice was hot and the flavor was fresh, as if eight thousand taste buds, long parched, scrambled and clapped their hands with glee.

As the broth glided over the tongue, without time for ample savoring, it glided down the throat, straight to the solar plexus, leaving warmth in its wake, akin to snow lions breathing fire, half-dazed in delight.

He often watched gourmet shows where they described dishes as "so fresh you lose your eyebrows" or "so delicious it swallows your tongue," which he used to find exaggerated.

Only when experiencing it himself did he realize the aptness of these descriptions!

Of course, such delightful experience could only be brought about by the delicacies made by his son.

Once the broth was sipped dry, he picked up his chopsticks, using the tip to gently peel open the dumpling skin; the meat filling was small yet chewy...

Slippery, tender, sweet, biting into it left a lasting fragrance, robust in both texture and flavor.

The filling was fresh, the skin was equally impressive.

The dumpling skin was thin as paper.

With a slight lift, it flowed like silk through the chopsticks.

Dipped a bit in fragrant vinegar.

Placed in the mouth...

The sweetness of the juice, the fresh aroma of the filling,

wrapped completely by the dumpling skin.

The three "tastes" come together, indescribably wonderful!

"Hmm, the taste is really quite good... let’s have another one."

He quickly grabbed another soup dumpling from the steamer and continued eating with great relish.

Xuanxuan: "..."

Song Cailian: "..."

Wasn’t it supposed to be a demonstration?

Huang Yide had eaten two in a row.

He finally said, "Did you see? That’s how you eat it."

Catching a sidelong glance from his wife, he noticed.

Her eyes were full of bewilderment, "How can you be so greedy, old man?"

Xuanxuan furrowed her brows, protested, "Grandpa, you’re almost done with them!"

Huang Yide flashed an awkward yet polite smile and apologized, "Oh, sorry, Grandpa didn’t notice, didn’t notice."

"Only four left."

Xuanxuan pouted, looking utterly despondent.

"There are plenty more in the kitchen! Once these are finished, I’ll bring you more." Eager to maintain family harmony, Huang Tao quickly reassured.

In the end, he added a soup dumpling onto Xuanxuan’s plate.

At that.

Xuanxuan wasn’t as upset in her heart, and she graciously invited her grandparents with a smile, "Grandpa, Grandma, you should eat quickly, or it won’t be good when it gets cold."

Huang Tao smiled, handed her a reed straw and told her, "Careful, it’s hot."

"Okay!"

Carefully, Xuanxuan took a sip.

A burst of fresh, tender broth seeped through the reed straw, giving her tender tongue a slight burn.

"Oh~"

"It’s hot but so fresh!"

Huang Tao’s seasoning was just right.

After adding an appropriate amount of ginger scallion water, all traces of gaminess in the meat filling were gone, and even melted pigskin jelly wouldn’t taste cloying.

The salt was perfectly balanced, making the flavor so delightful.

The little girl paused and seeing that the steam wasn’t as much, tried sipping the broth again.

"This is so good,"

She said, while cooling her breath, giving a thumbs up once again.

"Eat slowly, drink some water."

Song Cailian quickly poured two cups of hot water and tried a soup dumpling herself.

The taste was indeed very good.

The broth was very delicious.

The dough soaked in the broth was soft and flavorful.

The filling was very fresh and sweet.

In short, every aspect was perfect!

This was definitely the best soup dumpling she had ever eaten!

This wasn’t just because her son was biased, it was a genuine and heartfelt feeling!

"I want more!"

After finishing one soup dumpling, Xuanxuan held up her plate.

In the past, she actually had a pretty small appetite and would be full after just a little.

But now, as long as she’s eating at home, she never feels like she’s had enough.

She can eat a lot; her appetite has unknowingly grown!

Huang Tao gave her another one: "Eat two more, then stop for now, don’t overstuff yourself."

"Oh~"

Hearing this, Xuanxuan felt a bit disappointed, but she nodded obediently: "Okay!"

Seeing her eating with oil all over her mouth, Huang Tao reached for a napkin, helped the little one wipe her mouth, and gently said, "Don’t rush, no one’s taking it from you. Look, you’ve turned into a little messy cat!"

"Hurry, hurry!"

Xuanxuan couldn’t help but wiggle her little butt, eager to continue eating.

Watching the interaction between the father and daughter, Song Cailian couldn’t help but smile while feeling a pang of sympathy for Huang Tao in her heart.

She thought that being both a dad and a mom, while also managing the business, was really not easy for him!

How nice it would be if he had a caring woman by his side to help manage the household and take care of the two of them!

Of course.

All of this can’t be forced!

It depends on fate.

After all, finding someone that both her son and Xuanxuan like isn’t that easy.

Besides, the person has to treat Xuanxuan well, as if she were their own. Just based on this point, not many people can do it...

Unknowingly.

Song Cailian was full.

Even Huang Yide was so full that he could hardly walk.

Xuanxuan leaned against the chair with the two of them, side by side,

The three generations’ actions were surprisingly consistent.

"Xuanxuan..."

Huang Tao smiled and said, "How about Daddy takes you somewhere later?"

"Papa~"

"Are you taking me to ride a bike at the little square?"

Although she just learned to ride a bike not long ago, she already loves this activity very much!

"Nope!"

Huang Tao smiled, "Daddy is planning to go to the 4S dealership with grandpa and grandma to look at cars. How about we go biking in the afternoon?"

"Okay!"

Xuanxuan nodded, curiously saying, "Papa, is it the same place where you bought a car last time?"

"No, it’s a new place."

"Oh, then I want to go too."

Going anywhere with daddy is always a happy thing.

"Boss."

Lin Zifeng immediately poked his head in with a look of envy and said, "Are you buying a car again?"

Huang Tao nodded, "It’s a car for my dad."

Money is meant to be spent; working hard to earn money is exactly for making life better for yourself and your family, right?

Lin Zifeng curiously asked, "Boss, what car are you planning to buy this time?"

Huang Tao waved his hand, "Not sure, going to check out the Mercedes dealership. My dad will decide."

In his heart, Lin Zifeng couldn’t help but call his boss a dutiful son.

Buying a car for his dad, and going straight for a Mercedes.

Unlike him, the most expensive gift he’s ever bought for his dad was a pack of cigarettes.

Li Chengzhan and the other wealthy heirs felt a bit ashamed upon hearing this.

Even though they’ve bought their dads expensive gifts, they were all bought using their dad’s credit card...

Meanwhile, Huang Tao tidied up and gave a few instructions to the employees.

The whole family went out together.