Mrs. Su-Hua felt so delighted that she couldn't close her mouth. She hurriedly put another half of the fish head into her soup.
"Enjoy as much as you like! There's more in the pot!"
"Mother, you're partial! You only put fish head for my fourth sister, not for me!"
Su Ke grumbled with a pout.
Everyone burst into laughter. Mrs. Su-Hua quickly put a piece of sweet liquor fermented fish into his soup: "Your leg injury hasn't healed, you can't eat the spicy fish head soup. This sweetly cooked fish is good for health."
"But, this steamed fish doesn't have any flavor at all..."
Su Ke complained discontentedly, and quickly emphasized: "Moreover, my leg has improved a lot, it's just very itchy now, and it doesn't hurt anymore!"
Then he put the piece of fish into his mouth.
After chewing for a while, his face lit up at once! Without saying a second word, he gobbled it down.