As dusk approached, the sun began to set in the west, and Jiang Xia finished washing the vegetables and placed them into the basket, heading home with Jiang Gu.
Once home, the two made a beeline for the kitchen. Jiang Xia chopped vegetables while Jiang Gu tended to the fire; they both got to work with a clear division of labor.
Jiang Xia had hardly ever set foot in the kitchen before, so her knife skills could not be held to high standards—it was enough that she could chop the vegetables into small pieces.
And so there were potatoes of all sizes, some big, some small, and some even partly peeling.
