The son never liked eggs at home. Remember one year off from home, and I said, "Mom, the school's scrawny porridge is delicious," and I remember my son's new taste, his new taste, and he's happy, and he's completely adapted to his life in Shanghai. So, after that, every time my son comes home, I'm going to make greasy porridge! After he says, "Mom, you've got too many eggs!" "So long as you like it, you have to measure it at home!" "Son, when did you come back
