After washing up, she drew up the plans. By the time everything was ready, breakfast was heated up too.
Pork buns with a bowl of millet porridge, plus a plate of delicate pastries, apparently prepared by Qian Jiyun early in the morning. It truly smelled delightful.
"Ah, it smells so good."
She inhaled the steaming aroma and remarked.
The next moment, she began having breakfast, feeling quite hungry, which suggested she had overslept.
"An Jiuyue, this is for you to eat."
Halfway through breakfast, Qian Jiyun appeared. The three children were still under the tree and didn't follow him upstairs. He came to deliver some wild fruits.
There are still some small fruits that ripen in the mountain during spring. He'd gone early to pick some for An Jiuyue.
He knew she loved these, and she hadn't tasted them in years.
"You went to pick these wild fruits, didn't you?"
An Jiuyue raised an eyebrow, looking at the small wild fruits placed on a large leaf.
