Zhang Dongmei excitedly took out pen and paper to jot down notes.
First, pour half a pot of water, then throw in a few rotten sweet potatoes, and add a bit of sorghum flour...
Wait, why does this procedure seem off?
Looking over the steps she just wrote down, isn't this basically how her mom mixes pig feed?
This damn girl must know I'm outside and is teasing me on purpose!
Otherwise, who else gets up in the middle of the night to mix pig feed?
Zhang Dongmei stomped her foot in frustration, but forgot she was standing on a stack of straw. She heard a "crack" and tumbled backwards, landing sprawled out.
When she managed to get up, clutching her back in pain, she saw Su Xiaoxiao had indeed mixed a basin of pig feed.
She was furious, nearly having a heart attack, but dared not make sudden moves for fear of falling again.
