"Sister Yao, come quickly. The breakfast is getting cold.
My mom got up at four or five o'clock to steam the beef rice rolls. Although they weren't as smooth and tender as the ones sold in the shops outside, they were clean and the beef wasn't bad."
Cai Mao was only able to eat breakfast cooked by his mother today because of Li Muyao.
Their breakfast had always been bought from outside.
Mrs. Cai usually made a lot of soup at home. She would leave lunch and dinner to the auntie at home. However, the auntie never made breakfast because she had grandchildren to send to school.
Moreover, the people of Yangcheng generally liked to go out for breakfast. While they wanted to be lively, they also saved time and trouble.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. Cai. I'll help you put on some makeup before you go out!"
