Crackle!
The sound of burning wood in the firepit was crisp and clear.
Luo Chen sat by the bed, watching the woman busy washing vegetables and cooking, with even a small piece of dark red meat on the cutting board.
"Wait a moment, it'll be ready soon."
"Why such a feast today?"
"I thought eating porridge and pickles every day is not good for your health, so I bought a piece of meat in town to supplement your diet." The woman said casually and hesitated for a moment before adding softly: "Also, today is my birthday."
Birthday?
Luo Chen was stunned, then quickly realized that this was the woman's way of saying it's her birthday.
On such an occasion, one should give gifts for celebration, but Luo Chen looked around and, having nothing else, could only smile awkwardly.
"Sorry, I haven't prepared a gift; I can only wish you eternal youth and a long life."
