To Be the Beloved of

A middle-aged man carrying a bowl of egg custard walked into the room. Seeing Tang Xiaonuan smile kindly, he patted his forehead with his thick hand and let out a sigh of relief.,The egg is a beautiful golden yellow, steamed until fragrant and glistening with a few precious drops of oil. This is truly valuable oil; it's worth using just for a child, which shows how much Tang Xiaonuan is loved at home.,The aroma of eggs constantly drifted into her nose. Tang Xiaonuan swallowed involuntarily, her mouth watering. Aunt Xu Jin, a portly woman, smiled even more kindly, ready to feed the little darling. A roar of anger from a boy came from the outer room.。