Xú Yúnwén walked home from the shop quite early. Even in summer, the sky at this hour was only just beginning to grow light; for rural folk of her generation, waking up early was the most ordinary thing in the world.
Because she was up so early, many breakfast shops were not yet open, but there were noodles and eggs at home—she could just go back and boil some herself.
The moment she stepped through the front door, she was surprised to find the three kids busy with something in the kitchen.
Chapter 192