The food had just been cooked when Yuanchun appeared in the kitchen.
Then, under Yang Cuihua's furious gaze, she took out two large porcelain bowls, piled one high with rice and another with stir-fried string beans, and carried them off along with the bowl of scrambled eggs with chives.
Panicking, Yang Cuihua chased after her. "Yuanchun, leave some eggs for your uncle and the others! They do heavy physical labor—how can their bodies hold up without good food?"
Chapter 962