Lady Fang suddenly felt a deep pang of heartache for her daughter, for her children.
"Are you hungry? Mother will cook for you!" Lady Fang's voice was somewhat hoarse.
Pei Qin intuitively felt something was wrong. After people suffer a great shock, they can fall apart, become mentally unstable, and Lady Fang was acting like this...
Lady Fang, having said that, had already entered the kitchen to start making dinner, kneading the dough. Qinqin loved to eat the steamed, unleavened onion pancakes with extra baking soda.
The pot on the stove contained congee made from the leftover Laba rice from two days ago. It hadn't been soaked beforehand, but with additional water and a longer cooking time, it would also be soft and delicious.
After preparing the pancakes and setting them to steam, Lady Fang took out some meat, sliced it, and chopped two winter bamboo shoots as well, then began to stir-fry them in the wok.
