"Coming." Amy stood up immediately and walked up to Mag. She climbed onto a chair and stared at the steaming roujiamo in Mag's hand. She thought she saw something in the white bread. The pleasant aroma made her swallow some saliva in spite of herself. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the bread.
Mag put the plate in front of her first, and then he placed the roujiamo open side up and handed it to her. "Be careful. It's hot. Eat this side first; there is some gravy inside," Mag said as he smiled.
Amy nodded. "Okay." She grabbed two edges with both hands and her attention was totally captured by it. Her eyes brightened as she saw the beautiful little circles of burn marks on the white surface. "It's beautiful."
The bread was stuffed with stewed meat. The pleasant aroma that Amy had smelled was coming from the meat, and it made her hungrier. She brought the roujiamo to her mouth and took a bite.
"Crack …"
