She frowned and grabbed her father's arm, pulling him away so that he wouldn't touch the porcelain fragments, afraid it might cut his hand. "Don't touch, don't touch! I'll clear it away!"
Bai Xiaonian rolled up her sleeves and swept the broken fragments into a dustpan with a broom, then went to the balcony to retrieve a mop.
Because it was cold outside, the mop left outside on the balcony had frozen, looking like Kazuhiko
The frowning Bai Xiaonian had no choice but to go into the house to get a heating kettle before coming back out to unfreeze the mop with hot water.
Bai Xiaonian mopped away the egg stains on the floor and complained at the same time. "I've told you not to cook at home, yet you refuse to listen! I've eaten your cooking for more than twenty years, close to thirty, how would I not know what it tastes like!"
