Lian Shouyi stood by the edge of the heated brick bed, sneaking a hand out to lift the lid of the basin and see what was inside.
Lady Zhou reacted quickly, rushed forward, and slapped Lian Shouyi's hand. He yelped in pain, grinning sheepishly as he withdrew his hand. Only then did Lady Zhou lift the cover off the basin, revealing two basins: one brimming with white rice and the other steamy white buns.
There was a collective gasp in the room.
Lady Zhou's expression remained unchanged, but a glimmer of joy flashed in her eyes.
Lady He and Lady Chiang brought bowls and chopsticks over, placing them on the table.
"What are you standing around for? Invite Buddha or something. Hurry to the table." Lady Zhou pulled the two rice basins over to her side and then tugged at Old Master Lian, her tone a bit impatient.
"Ah." Unlike Lady Zhou's liveliness, Old Master Lian was a bit lethargic. Pulled by Lady Zhou, he seemed to be in a dream, moving to sit by the table.
