“Mommy, Huanhuan is hungry.”
Yan Huan tugged at Ye Rong’s sleeve. She was really hungry, but she had been holding it in. Now that her mother was back, she could have some milk powder to eat.
“Mommy will prepare some milk powder for you. Oh, right.”She patted her daughter’s little head. “Can we eat eggs later?”
“Sure.”Yan Huan loved eggs the most now, but she could only eat one a day. Most of the time, she still drank milk. No matter how an egg was, it still had some flavor, even if it was just salt, to her now, it was the best flavor.
It had been a long time since she ate anything with flavor.
Every day, there was milk powder, milk powder, and all kinds of milk powder.
Ye Rong let her daughter Sit Down, then turned on the television for her to watch. She walked into the kitchen and steamed an egg for her daughter.
