The peaceful family moment instantly turned into another round of excitement as they hurried toward the oven.
After all… There were several hungry little cubs waiting outside. And none of them knew yet that their mother had successfully made their very first cakes in the Heavenly God's State.
Su Qinglan rushed to open the stone oven door, waving her hand to clear away the hot, fragrant steam.
"Look!" she gasped, her face lighting up with absolute joy. "They puffed up so nicely!"
Sitting inside the oven were several golden-brown, fluffy cakes, rising high in their makeshift clay bowls.
The sweet, rich aroma of milk, honey, and baked grains filled the entire kitchen courtyard, drifting straight out toward the gardens.
Beside her, Xuan Long held the tiny basket containing Little Yue. He looked down at his daughter, who was staring intently at her parents.
