"Little one, you're awake! Come have some egg custard, it smells so good.",A middle-aged man carrying a bowl of egg custard walked into the room. Seeing Tang Xiaonuan smile kindly, he patted his forehead with his thick hand and let out a sigh of relief.,The egg is a beautiful golden yellow, steamed until fragrant and glistening with a few precious drops of oil. This is truly valuable oil; it's worth using just for a child, which shows how much Tang Xiaonuan is loved at home.。