When Meng Yunhan arrived at home, she hurriedly went to the kitchen and lifted the lid of the pot. She had been busy since the morning, and because she wanted to save some money for her beloved, she did not dare to waste even a penny at the canteen. So she had been surviving on nothing but warm water. She planned to go back home and eat something. But no food could be found in the kitchen. There was not even a grain of rice left in the pot.
Frowning hard, she turned to look over her shoulder and called out to Han Ruochen. "Ruochen, didn't you make sweet porridge with nuts and gojiberries? Where is the porridge? Come and serve me some."
Her husband only had a few bowls of porridge; surely there should be some leftovers.
