It was a continuous rainy day.
Gloomy fog weighed heavily on the eaves.
Neither of the Jiang sisters went out to set up their stall, Jiang Wunian spent a long time tinkering in the kitchen and finally produced a loaf of bread – fluffy and soft, the familiar taste was unmistakable.
Lu Jingzhi squinted her eyes with a happy smile and rushed over to give Jiang Wunian a big hug.
The elegant and refreshing fragrance unique to Lu Jingzhi enveloped Jiang Wunian.
As for this kind of physical contact, Jiang Wunian had gone from initial stiffness and tension to being accustomed to it.
Once you've experienced something many times, you become familiar with it – and for someone you're familiar with, social phobia tends to be less of an issue.
With bread available, can cakes be far behind?
With cakes available, can cream cakes be far behind?
