Chapter 69: Black Panther Tribe

Clara picked some more seeds, went to the vegetable garden, loosened a few plots, and planted them. While the beans were stewing, Clara and Gloria were spinning and sorting the yarn. "Clara, we're running out of yarn."

Clara took a look, and there was just a little left in Gloria's hands. The spun threads were neatly placed in the flat basket, only twelve of them. It wasn't enough! She didn't know how Dani and Aunt Emily were doing, hoping they could bring back more.

The beans in the pot quickly boiled, and a rich bean fragrance gradually wafted out. Clara added a wooden lid to the pot, and the steam made a sizzling sound.

"It smells so good, Clara, you're amazing. The Porridge you make must be delicious!" Gloria stared at the iron pot, the rich aroma something he had never smelled before. Watching the rising mist, he felt a sense of mystery.