... That child Halcyon, why does she always crave cold things? In the dead of winter, when everyone else can h…
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That child Halcyon, why does she always crave cold things? In the dead of winter, when everyone else can hardly get enough of hot soups and warm food, she even puts ice in her water. Heaven knows where all that inner heat comes from. Ah, to be young.
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That child Qizhe likes his food as plain as can be. Tofu dressed with chopped scallions and a little sesame oil suits him just fine. Last time I thought I might give it a bit more flavor and drizzled on some chili oil, only to have him coughing till tears and snot ran together, clutching Halcyon's sleeve for the longest time without being able to get a word out. My fault. I'll remember that next time.
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That child Wanshi is a peculiar one. At first I thought he was simply a slow eater, since he always seems to be the last one left at the table. But after watching him more closely, I realized he eats each thing separately. Yesterday I made eggs stir-fried with Chinese toon, and he picked out the toon sprig by sprig, then gulped down the rest of the eggs in one go. He certainly kept himself busy.
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As for Fusheng, he is the easiest of the lot to feed. Not only is he not picky, he is almost dull to taste. One day, out of sheer curiosity, I turned the place upside down gathering more than a dozen spices, mixed up all sorts of combinations I had never tried before, and made a batch of Hundred-Flavor Beans. Fusheng swallowed the lot without a trace of hesitation, while Junior Sister Sheng stood there beside him frowning the whole time.
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And speaking of Junior Sister Sheng, she's a grown woman and still picky as can be. Once she decides she will not eat something, that is the end of it. Not a bite will get past her lips, even if she has to starve. Hard to deal with, that one. But a person cannot live without food. Once she gets absorbed in something, she forgets food and sleep alike. Someone has to keep an eye on her, remind her, and press her before she grudgingly spares a thought for everyday life. Never mind, I'll keep track of it for her. She will not eat scallions, green onions, wild greens, mountain celery, ginger, mutton, fresh mushrooms, pickled vegetables, cured meat, cold roast, steamed bream, minced meat...
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