After Gong Ruini finished her morning routine and headed to the living room for breakfast, she found a bowl of congee ready for her, along with some fried dough sticks, which delighted Gong Ruini.
Even though they grew soybeans themselves, which meant they could occasionally use oil for cooking, having fried dough sticks was still considered a luxury.
"Today is our first breakfast in the new house, so I made your favorite fried dough sticks. We won't have them often." Cai Meina remarked as she saw her daughter's joyful expression, admitting that despite the effort and the extravagance, seeing her daughter happy made it worthwhile.
"Is it delicious?" Cai Meina asked while pouring Gong Ruini a cup of soy milk, "Have some soy milk, your dad made it first thing in the morning."
Soy milk, ah, Gong Ruini wasn't particularly fond of soybeans, always sensing their taste, but she knew drinking more soy milk was good for health.
Taking a sip, Gong Ruini's eyes lit up, "Did you add honey?"
