Yang Run Tai laughed, "Then I'll prepare it."
He took his leave and left. Jiang Xinyu tried to keep him for dinner.
Wei Kaiyun watched as this person really stayed for dinner, feeling a bit unwilling in his heart. But then he thought, it's just a meal, no need to be bothered, what could he really do?
In the evening, it was just eight-treasure congee, and also fires, made not too large, so the children were given braised meat. Essentially, it's meat-stuffed buns.
"Xiao Jiang, this kind of eating would be better if it were donkey meat. Donkey meat fires."
"We only have pig's head meat at home. Actually, I think beef would be pretty good too."
"Indeed, I'll go out tomorrow to see if there are these two kinds of meat."
"Alright, if there were fish, that would be great; the children haven't eaten fish in a long time."
"Alright, I'll go prepare."
"Is Master Shang's last stitch the day after tomorrow?"
