「Two days until the Martial Arts Examination.」
Inside the low-ceilinged main hall of the Chen Family's Old Mansion.
On the table sat three white flour steamed buns and a bowl of pickled vegetables. His mother had gritted her teeth and scrimped for this meal, all so Chen Heng could build up his strength in these final moments.
Chen Wen stared hungrily at the buns, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. A finger crept forward unconsciously.
SMACK!
His mother's hand slapped down without mercy. "Are you asking for it? This is for Xiaoheng!"
Without another word, she shoved all the buns into her son's hands, her heart aching as she caressed Chen Heng's wrist. "My son, look how this training has worn you out. You're nothing but skin and bones... Hurry, eat. Eat more and get your strength back!"
Chen Wen muttered under his breath, "We haven't seen a scrap of greasy food in months. My stomach's tying itself in knots..."
