"Big sister, this beautiful young lady won't die, will she?"
Tang Wanwan, seeing how young Tang Xiao Yi already understood beauty, couldn't help but pull her over and say, "Her leg is broken, but she's not seriously hurt otherwise."
"So she won't die, that's great. I see she's so pretty, why don't we make her our big brother's wife?"
"You little rascal, what are you thinking? Quickly, help sister start the fire, we'll make some rice porridge for her." Tang Wanwan flicked Tang Xiao Yi's forehead with her finger, then grabbed the vegetable basket and headed to the garden to pick some greens.
"There's quite a lot of vegetables planted here, and they're growing well now, ready to be eaten."
Tang Wanwan picked the tenderest greens, pinched off the roots, spread the leaves apart, swirled them in the water a few times, and kneaded them a bit, usually that was enough to wash off the dirt clinging to them.
