Fu Qiujiu finally managed a small smile. She was not an unreasonable person; on the contrary, she was clever and wise, simply unable to accept certain things.
"You've been eating these for how many years? Aren't you tired of them yet?" Fu Qiujiu didn't dare say it, but she was getting a little tired of them herself.
"Not tired at all. The dumplings Mother makes are the best in the world. They have a special flavor you can't find anywhere else."
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