The next day before dawn, Qin Xue got up and made some pastries and food for her mother and sister to eat on the road.
"Qin Xue, why did you get up so early?" Nangong Shulan saw that Qin Xue had already made a lot of food and asked with concern.
"Mom, I thought it would be more hygienic to make our own food, so I made some for you to eat on the way." Qin Xue replied while busying herself with her work.
"You should have let me help you. It must have taken you a long time to make all this by yourself. It must have been tiring!" Nangong Shulan felt that her eldest daughter was doing so much more since becoming independent, taking charge of everything.
"Mom, it's not a big deal. It's just a bit of work. I just feel bad that you and my sister have to carry everything." Qin Xue put the last pot on the stove to steam and turned to her mother.
"There's no choice if there's food to carry." Nangong Shulan shook her head and laughed.
