As soon as Zhulan finished speaking, Zhou Shuren fixed his gaze on him. "There's a bun shop right at the street corner, where did you go to buy buns?"
Zhulan wasn't intimidated by her father's glare anymore; this time, she spoke with confidence. "Dad, war news reached the capital before dawn today, and everyone at the street corner was talking about it, so we listened for a while."
Zhulan suddenly realized, "No wonder I heard the sound of firecrackers when it's not even a festival."
Lady Li's excitement had her leaping and dancing with joy. "Mother, there are so many people in the capital, and the streets are so lively, full of people."
Zhulan pressed Lady Li's hands down. "Stop that, or you'll shake the buns onto the floor."
Only then did Lady Li remember that she had been out for a long time and that her parents were still waiting to eat breakfast. "Mother, the buns are bought, we can have breakfast now."
