The next morning, Jiang huailu woke up with a smile.
When she woke up, the sky was still dark. Jiang Huai 'an had already lit up the weak candlelight and was washing up under the faint light of the rising sun.
The Xia family had already steamed the mushroom meat buns and made some chicken soup noodles.
The chicken soup was golden yellow and glistened with oil. A few scallions were sprinkled on the White noodles.
Each of them had a chicken leg in their bowl.
There was a piece of chicken wing in Xia Shi's bowl.
He also fried some small dried fish, and there was a stack of marinated red and green carrots and greens on the corner of the table.
It was spicy and refreshing, very appetizing.
Even if the mansion hired a maidservant, Madam Xia would mostly do the things between the two siblings by herself. Usually, he only let the maidservants take care of the chores and sweep the fallen leaves.
