Aunt Zhan placed a bowl of hot coconut milk in front of Nan Jiaojiao and said with a smile, "It tastes good on its own; I didn't add any fruit syrup. If you find it not sweet enough, I've prepared some sugar cubes here."
Nan Jiaojiao nodded politely to Aunt Zhan and took a sip from the bowl.
"It has a milky taste."
"Yes, it has a milky taste, but the flavor is quite mild, just perfect."
Aunt Zhan happened to bring two, "Here, take these with you, let Yanqing open them for you to drink at home."
Nan Jiaojiao was quite surprised, "Drink it directly?"
"Yes, if it's good, I'll bring you more."
The coconut looked quite cute, about the size of a palm, milky white, with a pointed top, resembling an enlarged milk candy and somewhat like a peeled macadamia nut.
Nan Jiaojiao thought that the next time she came over, she would bring something for Aunt Zhan, feeling a bit embarrassed about always accepting her hospitality.
