Night falls, the kitchen is warm and cozy.
Jiang Nian leaned against the glass door to rest, a crisp laugh came from the living room, he glanced at his phone, and didn't reply.
Swoosh, the glass door was pulled open.
"Is it done?"
"Almost." Jiang Nian looked at Qianqian and was impressed, "You even made up an excuse just for this bite."
"You don't understand!"
The night snack was garlic shoot boiled rice cake, with golden soup bubbling in the pot. The method was simple too, water, rice cake, garlic shoots.
Garlic shoots are the soul, a must for flavor.
Qianqian always liked this, not too much fuss, so Jiang Nian would make it for her when he had time.
Occasionally, he would refuse to control the frequency.
Qianqian just left the kitchen and saw Song Xiyun browsing on her phone on the sofa. She ran over and snuggled up with her.
Everything outside was ready, just waiting for the night snack to be served.
