One morning, she was immersed in the joy of the event until Bai Zhi's marinated eggs were ready. Her eyes hadn't left the pot for a second.
Bai Zhi took out a few. The rest were all neatly packed, placed in a basket along with plenty of egg pancakes and rice balls.
She carried it to find Bai Dan, and Bai Dan, seeing a basket full of stuff, couldn't express how happy he was. This was Xingxing worrying he would get hungry on the road.
"Grandpa, Master eats so much, so don't give him too much, just eat it yourself. You must take good care of yourself."
Bai Zhi was truly concerned, worried about her grandfather getting hurt, worried that he wouldn't take care of himself.
"Alright, got it, little housekeeper."
Bai Dan pinched Bai Zhi's cheek before finally setting off with the basket.