Bai Wenjing's heart skipped a beat. This kid knew that her father was rich, let alone other people.
Previously, the old lady had been telling everyone in the village that her son had earned money. The old lady didn't understand the principle of not showing off one's wealth. If this went on, something would happen sooner or later.
Xue Changan was still taking a shower in the room. Bai Wenjing wanted to go in and cook, but she had to wait for him to come out of the room.
It was already noon. She didn't know if the children had eaten breakfast, but her stomach was already growling.
The door opened, and Xue Changan came out in a fresh set of clothes. Seeing Bai Wenjing clutching her stomach, he immediately remembered that his wife hadn't eaten yet. "Look at my memory, wife. In the morning, I cooked porridge for them and also left a bowl for you. It's in the pot with hot water. You should eat it while it's hot."
"Oh."
