Cubis the clever little monkey always had a curious mind and a big heart, especially when it came to food. He didn’t just eat anything—he had a favorite: his Auntie’s special tofu soup. One chilly afternoon, as the wind whistled through the trees, Cubis rubbed his belly and had an idea. “Auntie!” he called out excitedly. “Can we please make your tofu soup today? The one with the soft tofu, carrots, and green onions?”
His aunt smiled, already knowing this day would come. “Of course, Cubis,” she replied warmly. “But you have to help me make it. Deal?”
“Deal!” Cubis squeaked, clapping his little hands.
Together, they gathered the ingredients—soft white tofu, fresh vegetables from the garden, garlic, ginger, soy sauce, and a splash of sesame oil. Cubis carried the tiny basket, careful not to drop anything. He took his job seriously, nodding along as his aunt explained every step.
As they returned to the kitchen, Cubis stood on his little stool, eyes wide with focus. He watched as Auntie sautéed the garlic and ginger, then added warm water, tofu cubes, and colorful veggies. The smell that filled the air was cozy and delicious.
“Time for the secret ingredient,” Auntie whispered. Cubis leaned in as she sprinkled in a dash of love and a pinch of patience—her special touch. They giggled together.
Finally, the soup was ready. Auntie poured it into a bowl and handed it to Cubis. He took a careful sip, and his eyes sparkled with joy. “Mmm! It’s perfect!” he said, slurping happily.
“That’s because you helped make it,” she smiled, patting his head.
That evening, with a full belly and a warm heart, Cubis realized something important: sometimes the best meals aren’t just about flavor—they’re about love, learning, and sharing special moments with the ones you care about most. And from that day on, tofu soup wasn’t just a dish—it was their tradition.
