Yang Cuihua always worried that there wouldn't be enough money at home, so in the mornings, she often couldn't bear to use white flour and rice and would just eat cornbread instead.
Xu Niannian had no choice but to make a big batch of Liuyue Su and tell Yang Cuihua that if they weren't eaten soon, they would go bad in a couple of days.
In reality, they wouldn't spoil even if left for three or four days.
Thus, now Xu Duoyu could eat delicious Liuyue Su every morning.
Xu Niannian amusingly pinched his little face and, thinking of the matter of sending her two younger brothers to school, asked Xu Duoyu, "Duoyu, tell sister, do you want to go to school?"
"Can Duoyu really go to school?" As soon as Xu Duoyu heard he could go to school, he excitedly cupped Xu Niannian's face with his hands and asked with sparkling eyes, "Sister, are you really going to let Duoyu go to school?"
