Although Mrs. Yan was her biological mother in her past life, she also had An Dafu as her father in this life.
All the houses at the Gao Family's place were clustered together, with too many people and too much chatter, making things inconvenient.
The fabric bought a few days ago had already been made into clothes by Mrs. Yan. An Ning helped her tidy things up, wrapping them into a small bundle.
There was also half a sack of white rice that An Dafu brought over, and there was still quite a bit left. An Ning divided half to take back for her.
Mrs. Yan hurriedly refused when she saw her actions, "Ningning, there's no need to take the grain, leave it here for you to eat."
But An Ning didn't stop, "White rice is precious. Even the Gao Family didn't keep any white rice for themselves, and there's even less when they ration food. Xiaoniu is eating a lot now, take it back to cook porridge for him, so Xiaoniu can grow up quickly and become strong in the future."
