My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts-Chapter 500 - 169: Son and Daughter_2

Nowadays, Yiyi and Er Er have grown quite a bit. Although their usual appetites differ, the brothers have grown at about the same pace—Yiyi is slightly more robust while Er Er looks a bit more delicate.

The older brother is lively, and the younger brother is reserved. Diwu Qian likes both children very much but, if he were to indulge his personal preference, he would rather hold Er Er. Perhaps because Diwu Qian himself is gentle and refined, the introverted and calm Er Er suits his taste.

"And you call yourself a doctor, clearly inexperienced," Er Er said while being held by Diwu Qian. Yiyi, however, wasn’t in Ke Xing’s arms; instead, he was casually held by Sun Mulin with one hand. The uncle and nephew shared a seat, and surprisingly, it didn’t seem awkward at all. "The kids are still young now. I reckon they’re on supplementary food, but to eat normal meals properly will take a few more months. Once they’re a year old, we can gradually replace the supplementary food."

"I didn’t expect it, but you seem to know a lot," Ke Xing, enjoying himself as a grandparent, watched the shrimp dumpling on his chopsticks still steaming and didn’t rush to eat it, setting it aside on a plate to cool like Diwu Qian.

"In my last show, I played a pediatrician specializing in infant and child health care," Sun Mulin said, tossing his hair, feeling proud for once. Oh, it wasn’t in vain that he spent half a year in the hospital before shooting started!

Mo Feng is a bit impatient; he doesn’t care about discussions on supplementary food. His mind is entirely on the shrimp dumplings, whose aroma rises as the steamer opens. Carefully picking up one with his chopsticks, blowing on it ceremonially twice, he popped a whole shrimp dumpling into his mouth.

Hot! Really hot! But after the heat subsided, Mo Feng couldn’t help but exclaim, "Mmm!"

The Q-bouncy dumpling skin wrapped around the rich filling; his lips and tongue held onto the whole dumpling, allowing the juices and stuffing that burst forth with the bite to stay in his mouth, enabling his tongue to fully savor the shrimp dumpling’s deliciousness.

What kind of a delicacy is this? Mo Feng couldn’t describe it. His brain short-circuited for a moment, and when the brief pause due to the deliciousness passed, he hurriedly picked up another shrimp dumpling, forgetting to blow on it, and popped it directly into his mouth.

"Hiss..."

Everyone had been drawn to Mo Feng’s expression of enjoyment long before, watching him put a steaming dumpling into his mouth. The sound of sucking in air promptly resonated, unsure if it came from everyone or Mo Feng himself.

"Cough! Everyone, dig in while it’s hot," Du Xixi said, bemused, urging everyone to quickly eat. But seeing Mo Feng’s pained expression, evidently having been scalded, she quickly added a note of caution, "Careful not to get burned before eating."

With these words, everyone but the aggrieved Mo Feng, who was covering his mouth, burst into laughter.

After this little interlude, everyone began to seriously savor the shrimp dumplings. The taste of the dumplings wasn’t overwhelming, mainly fresh, then smooth. Everyone seemed to enjoy them, including Du Xixi herself.

When she was pregnant with Yiyi and Er Er, she mainly craved spicy and sour foods, always particularly fond of eating tart and sweet dried fruits, and occasionally chewing on lemon slices when a craving struck.

But this time in her pregnancy, the biggest change for Du Xixi was losing interest in strong flavors; anything too sour or too spicy didn’t appeal to her. Mild flavors were instead more appetizing.

Du Xixi ate several shrimp dumplings in a row, feeling like she had enough in her stomach and put down her chopsticks. She ate frequent but small meals throughout the day, fearing that eating too much at once would cause discomfort.

With Miao Miao absent, Du Xixi was the only one with a small appetite. As she stopped, others were just getting started. This not-too-early, not-too-late "afternoon tea" saw those present finish off several steamers of dumplings.

Mo Ying rubbed her belly; she ate a lot but seemed unfazed, feeling content as she said to Du Xixi, "These shrimp dumplings are nice, I like them, tonight I’ll have 3533 learn the recipe."

"Feel free to come over, 2569 knows how to make them and will surely teach your 3533," Du Xixi replied. Mo Ying’s pregnant belly was already starting to show a bit. Du Xixi touched it, feeling that touching someone else’s pregnant belly was a completely different experience from touching her own. "I really don’t know if you’re having a boy or a girl." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Du Xixi smiled and withdrew her hand, saying, "If it’s a boy, our Yiyi and Er Er will have another brother. If it’s a girl, Yiyi and Er Er will have a little sister."