Yin Yuerong's face was a bit chilly at first, but the corners of her lips turned up with mirth due to the little fella's expression. "Is that so?"

Tangtang immediately replied, "Yes! It was too casual! Tangtang's name was the result of very serious brainstorming by Mommy!"

Tangtang's name?

Nie Tangxiao… Tangxiao…

"Then what's the meaning behind your name?" Yin Yuerong inquired.

Tangtang blinked. "Guess, Grandma!"

Yin Yuerong considered it for a moment. "Upright and honest and secluded solitude?"

Tangtang shook his head and proudly boasted: "Nope! It's because my mommy particularly liked to eat sweet and sour spare ribs[2], so Mommy named me Nie Tangxiao!"

Yin Yuerong: "…"

Sweet and sour… spare ribs…

Are you sure she didn't name you too casually?

That little fella continued to explain to Yin Yuerong, particularly jubilant. "Sweet and sour spare ribs is Mommy's favorite dish. By using her favorite thing to name Tangtang, it means Mommy really, really likes Tangtang. Doesn't it sound good, Grandma?"

Yin Yuerong looked at the little fella's lively expression and sparkling starry eyes, and her own gaze gradually softened involuntarily. "Mm, it's a very good name."

It appeared to be a very casual name, but the meaning actually turned out to be this warm.

Tangtang sighed regretfully. "Ay, unfortunately, both my daddy and mommy don't cook well, and the sweet and sour spare ribs they make isn't good! Grandma, do you know how to make sweet and sour spare ribs?"

When Yin Yuerong heard this, she fell into silence for some reason and didn't say anything.

She had nearly forgotten she actually knew how to cook. For Si Huaizhang, she mastered an array of culinary skills.

However, he didn't eat anything she made even once.

Instead, she ran into him at the office once, eating the boxed lunch that woman made for him. The lunch was poorly made and appeared a little burnt even, but he treated it like a treasure. He even flew into a terrible rage toward her because she knocked over the food that woman made.

Ever since then, she hadn't cooked.

Tangtang called, "Grandma! Grandma?"

Yin Yuerong returned to the present. "I know a little."

Antic.i.p.ation and admiration filled Tangtang's face immediately. "Really? Grandma knows how to make it?"

Yin Yuerong asked, "You want to eat it?"

Tangtang nodded truthfully. "I want to eat it made by Grandma!"

At the same time, inside the kitchen:

Ah-Zhong was currently blowing his top. "What kind of joke is this? You want to make a meat dish?! Don't you know Madam has been a vegetarian all these years? It's already good enough that the little brat is receiving a mouthful of food, so how dare he be so picky?! I have to inform Madam of this!"

Auntie Qiao was about to speak when Yin Yuerong's voice was heard behind them. "Why did you want to see me?"

Ah-Zhong hastily stormed forward and complained, "Madam, Auntie Qiao is getting more and more unruly! She actually wants the chef to cook a meat dish for the little brat? Doesn't he know Madam can't stand the stench of meat? What kind of intentions does she have?! She clearly wants to antagonize you, Madam!"

Yin Yuerong aloofly glanced at him. "Who said I told the chef to make a meat dish?"

The moment Ah-Zhong heard that, he became more arrogant. "Auntie Qiao, you actually lied to me, saying it was Madam's order! You're seriously gutsy!"

Auntie Qiao was at a loss. "Madam… This…"

Yin Yuerong leisurely rolled up her sleeves as she said, "Auntie Qiao, prepare the ingredients. I'll make it myself."

Auntie Qiao: "…!!!"

Ah-Zhong: "…?"

What???

Madam is actually going to cook herself?!

Ah-Zhong was dumbfounded, unable to believe what he just heard.

…

[1] Chilly night

[2] Tang is pinyin for sugar while xiao is from the pinyin of spare ribs