Seeing Huang Zhihui's worried expression, Yao Ran smiled and replied, "I'm fine now. I'm sorry for making you worry."
Huang Zhihui patted her chest in relief and said, "It's good to hear that you are alright. You don't know how shocked I was when I heard you fainted yesterday."
Hearing this, Yao Ran felt a wave of warmth in her heart. She reached out and gently ruffled Huang Zhihui's hair.
"Thank you, Zhihui," she said softly.
Grinning, Huang Zhihui said, "We just harvested our first batch of vegetables and grains yesterday, so Auntie Han and Auntie Sima made a pot of corn porridge today for breakfast."
"You haven't eaten anything since you got back. You must be starving, right? Go and take a seat first. I will bring your food to you."
