Pei Yining said, hastily giving Xu Nianhua a desperate look towards the entrance of the kitchen.
"Right, this is delicious," Xu Nianhua picked up the thread of Pei Yining's words, saying, "We had some at noon, it tasted great, I'll go heat it up now so we can have a bit tonight."
"Yes, yes, yes." Pei Yining nodded repeatedly, carrying the plate of rolled donkey snacks back to the kitchen, scared of her brother settling scores after the autumn harvest.
Her brother didn't like Wan Hongxing, she knew that, and he never touched anything given by Wan Hongxing.
"Yicheng, do you want to take a shower first? Dinner will be ready soon."
Xu Nianhua beamed a radiant smile, her heart aching as she thought of him losing his mother at the tender age of ten.
"It's hot, I'll shower later, just washing my hands is fine," Pei Yicheng tried hard to make his expression gentler, afraid of frightening Xu Nianhua.
"Okay then, go wash your hands quickly."
