The past few days had seen several light drizzles, and the leafy greens in the small vegetable garden by the house were flourishing. Every stalk had shot up to be calf-high.
An Jin picked half a basket of the greens, planning to make pickled vegetables.
Xi had caught a ton of fish for their home, more than they could possibly eat. After being gutted, they were all placed in cold storage in the warehouse. In the future, she could use the pickled vegetables to make fish with sour greens.
An Jin absolutely loved fish with sour greens.
'The tender, creamy-white fish... the sour and spicy broth... Pairing it with a mouthful of fragrant rice when you're starving—it's simply to die for!'
"COO COO~"
Her head suddenly felt heavy as a warm ball of feathers settled on top of it. The little owlet lowered its head, pecking at An Jin's hair with its round beak.
"Why'd you sneak over here again? Be careful, or your father will give you a smack."
"COO COO~"
