"Go buy three blocks of tofu from the tofu shop," Lian Manman told Xiao Qi, "We're having clam stewed tofu tonight."
Xiao Qi cheered, grabbed the basin, and ran off.
"Slow down, watch your step," Lady Zhang called out from behind, "Just bring it straight home after buying; no need to come over."
"Okay, got it," Xiao Qi replied, already far away.
The clams were already dug up, and Lian Manman picked a small basin's worth to keep for the evening meal. The rest had been sun-dried for half the day and were already semi-dry. She brought them into the shop, planning to continue drying them the next day.
In the evening, the family enjoyed another meal of clam stewed tofu and then gathered to chat about daily life.
"About those dried clams..." Lian Shouxin broached the subject.
"Dad, these past few days, have you noticed that our stir-fries and soups taste better than before?" Lian Manman asked.
