Having slept all morning, by noon my husband insisted I shouldn't cook and volunteered to go buy groceries.
As for my husband's cooking skills, kitchen fires were a distinct possibility. With a bit of concern, I put on a sweater and got up to go to the kitchen, where I could hear the rapid chopping of a knife. There wasn't just my husband's voice, but a woman's as well.
"Second sister?" Manman recognized Jiang Mei's voice, stunned, she walked in and asked, "When did you get here, second sister?"
Jiang Mei turned and smiled at her, "I heard you were sick. After shopping at the market this morning, I came over. Ayan said it was nothing serious and you were sleeping, so I didn't go in to see you."
"What about Little Dongzi?"
"It's not the weekend today, I took leave from work, and he went to school," she said while washing her hands in the sink, drying them on her apron before stepping closer to examine Manman's complexion, "You look quite alright."
