Soup

Soup was something back then that was used whenever we were close to getting sick or even on rare occasions that woman chose to make it when in a good mood. This is one of the reasons I loved food, it was because of her… But she died.

"Wu Jie, I made silver Bohnen soup! I followed your recipe exactly to get it right."

I nodded, already feeling satisfied before using the spoon to even take a sip. Just this one day I will forgive her, even if it offends my taste buds. Normally, this type of bean had a wonderful taste and was just as healthy if you compared it to the black bean soup, but only slightly better.

Tasting the soup, I closed my eyes and smiled; it was done well. I should reward her for her efforts. 

"Claress found the bohnen, and I thought..."

"The bohnen are good, the amount of nutrients they have are more than eating on flesh."

We sat and ate mostly in silence. Soon after Wincu stood to the side somewhat nervously.