Since there was no goat milk powder in the house, she warmed up some leftover rice porridge from the morning and soaked a bit of steamed bun and egg yolk in it.
She mashed the food into a soft mush, waited for it to reach a suitable temperature, and then set it down for the puppy.
Smelling the aroma of food—and perhaps sensing that they meant it no harm—the puppy cautiously crawled out of its box. After a quick sniff, it dove headfirst into the bowl.
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