Her aunt took the steamed bun and smiled. "Little Fei, you're so thoughtful."
Gu Fei's face turned beet red as she ran off.
'Trading a steamed bun for rabbit meat… was that going too far?'
'Well, there was still the meat soup, right? Her aunt wasn't getting such a bad deal.'
Mrs. Chen sent a few of the children to deliver meat soup to each household.
Then she placed the pickled vegetables, meat soup, a half-bowl of smoked rabbit meat, and the stir-fried wild vegetables on a wooden plank propped up by an inn's bench, calling everyone over to eat.
Li Chunhua ladled bowl after bowl of white rice into everyone's hands. Uncle Ma held his bowl and chuckled, "This is the life! If only we had two taels of wine, it would be absolutely perfect."
Gu Fei's eyes lit up; she remembered she had wine in her pocket dimension. Just as she was about to get it, Mrs. Chen suddenly shot her a look. Gu Fei froze. 'That's right, Uncle Ma is an outsider. I have to be careful.'
