At first, Lin would just occasionally help out by making a few meals. Later, Wu Nian didn't want to take advantage of her, so he directly hired her to come over and cook a meal, tidy up the house whenever she had time, and pay her salary at the end of the month.
"Come on, Tongtong, drink more rib soup. You're a child and it's the right time for you to grow," Lin Min said, serving Tongtong a small half bowl of rib soup.
Tongtong's small face nearly drooped, but she still obediently said, "Thank you, Aunt Lin..."
Tongtong used her chopsticks to pick the greens in front of her.
No one spoke at the dining table. Lin Min asked Tongtong, "Tongtong, is it delicious?"
Tongtong nodded: "Hmm, it's delicious..."
Before tasting the food Ming Mei made, Tongtong thought Aunt Lin's cooking was still quite good, better than the kindergarten meals. But after eating the dishes Yousheng brought today, Tongtong felt like she hadn't truly eaten anything before.
