The thick congee, paired with the stuffed buns, Chu Xing and Chu Ziluo were satisfied again.
Before Chu Jin left, he did not forget to take three buns.
Ye Muyu thought that he was sharing it with his classmates and that did not stop him.
20 buns were eaten clean in the morning.
After Chu Jin left, Ye Muyu cleared the pot.
She heard someone knocking on the door.
The sun had not even risen in the morning, so she did not know who it was.
Although the village was busy with farming early, there were also some who had finished farming, but this year was an accident. Previously, when the thieves came out, each family had no choice but to leave one person behind, which delayed the work. Later, there was the matter of collecting medicinal herbs.
This year's busy farming season had to be slowed down.
Chu Ziluo happened to be in the courtyard. She heard the knock and walked over. "Who is it?"
