Brother Mosen Is So Tasty

Li Jianyue didn't find anything amiss. Happily, she carried on picking food off Li Mosen's bowl with her chopsticks.

Out of the blue, Li Mosen tossed a piece of tripe into his bowl. "Ew! I don't want to eat that!" Li Jianyue protested.

Li Mosen was about to dip raw vegetables into the soup pot when he heard Li Jinyue. "It wasn't for you," he said intentionally.

"So don't put it here! It'll leave a smell."

"This is my bowl." Li Mosen cast her a knowing look. "Your bowl is over there."

"Yeah, well, between us, there's never been a line separating what's yours and what's mine. What's yours is mine." Li Jianyue giggled as she picked up the piece of tripe. After dipping it in sauce, she held the tripe to Li Mosen's lips. "Open your mouth," she told him.

With a laugh, Li Mosen opened his mouth and ate the tripe. He spooned out some more freshly cooked food and put them in his bowl.