He Zhilan didn't know if Jiang Biyun, a city dweller, could understand. In a poor mountain village, even eggs were a rare commodity. Ordinary families wouldn't dare to consume them. Having a bowl of stir-fried rice noodles with two eggs on your birthday was pure bliss for the children in the village. Sadly, children here do not celebrate their birthdays every year. They only observe meaningful ages like ten or twenty.
Jiang Biyun widened her eyes, but swallowed the words she was about to utter: "destitution".
A bowl of rice noodles and two eggs? Jiang Biyun was unable to imagine such a meager celebration for a birthday that only occurs once every ten years.
Jiang Biyun, the only daughter in her family, never experienced hardships in food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Therefore, the poverty of He Family's mountain village was beyond her comprehension.
