Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

Faced with this sudden enthusiasm, Cheng Yuntao was stunned for a moment, then responded with a smile: "Thank you, sister."

On the way back, she held the heavy water bottle in her arms, chewed the fragrant braised tofu, and took bigger and bigger steps.

I guess it’s about time. I have to go back quickly to take out the steamed Poria cocos cake and let it cool down. If there is too much moisture, the taste will deteriorate.

It's true, the braised dried tofu is delicious. Its firm yet tender texture collides with your teeth, and the rich flavor of the marinade instantly spreads across your tongue. The salty and savory flavors are perfectly balanced—not too salty or thirsty, but not bland either. Instead, the more you chew, the more flavorful it becomes, making it impossible to stop.

Cheng Yuntao plans to buy more tomorrow morning. It should be good to cut it into thin strips and eat it with white porridge.

As soon as I stepped into the house, I heard my grandma's reminder.

"Yuntao, I think the Poria cocos cake is almost done. Please take it out of the steamer quickly."

"Oh! Got it! I'll go right away."

The kitchen was filled with a light vapor, and the fragrance of Poria cocos wafted through the air. After taking a deep sniff, Cheng Yuntao opened the lid of the pot and looked at the finished Poria cocos cake with a satisfied smile.

Then use a cloth to pad your hands, remove the steamed Poria cake from the mold, and cut it into small pieces evenly.

Today she specially made some more Poria cocos cake, planning to pack it up and let Cheng Yueli take some to school as a snack.

"Come and have breakfast!"

Small pieces of tuckahoe cake were piled on plates, and bowls of soy milk were brought to the table. No matter what they were busy with, as soon as the meal started, everyone would sit down at the table as quickly as possible.

"Come here!"

Cheng Jingzhu dodged and barely avoided Jiang Yu's fist that was coming towards him with a strong wind.

Then, he stepped lightly, turned a sharp corner skillfully, and ran towards the dining room, causing a small breeze that ruffled his clothes.

Jiang Yu placed one hand on his waist, looking at Cheng Jingzhu's receding figure. With a mixture of anger and amusement, he stretched out his hand and tapped the air a few times, muttering, "That brat runs faster than a rabbit."

Having said that, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes showed a bit of helplessness and indulgence.

As Cheng Jingzhu stepped into the main hall, before he could even find his balance, he saw several plates of exquisite tuckahoe cakes neatly arranged on the table. They were as smooth as jade and exuded a faint rice aroma. Next to them was a steaming bowl of soy milk, its surface coated with a thin, sandy layer of bean curd skin, with curls of hot steam rising from it.

His eyes widened instantly and he couldn't wait to reach out and grab a piece of Poria cocos cake.

"Snap!" With a crisp sound, Cheng Yuntao had followed in at some point, and the chopsticks in her hand hit Cheng Jingzhu's back of the hand accurately, and she scolded with a smile.

"Go wash your hands! Look at how impatient you are! You don't care about hygiene so early in the morning."

Cheng Jingzhu immediately retracted her hand, rubbed it with a grin, but did not dare to refute. She smiled and replied, "Sister, I'm just too greedy. This Fuling cake looks delicious."

"I'll go wash my hands now!" Cheng Jingzhu smiled ingratiatingly and ran out. The sound of splashing water followed.

After a while, he shook off the water droplets on his hands and hurried back. After sitting down at the table, Cheng Jingzhu picked up a piece of Poria cocos cake, first sniffed it at the tip of his nose, and then took a big bite. The soft, glutinous and sweet taste instantly bloomed in his mouth.

"I've been training all morning and I'm starving!"

Cheng Yuntao looked at him wolfing down his food, smiled and shook her head, then took a sip of the soy milk and said, "Eat slowly. No one is going to snatch it from you."

As he spoke, he pushed the soy milk in front of Cheng Jingzhu.

"Take your time to eat. I'm going to take Xiaoli to school first."

"Xiao Li, let's go."

After saying that, Cheng Yuntao put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and stood up.

She was wearing a plain silk dress, the hem of which slid down like water as she stood up, fitting softly around her ankles.

He picked up the cloth bundle draped over the back of the chair with his right hand, checked it, and placed it on the crook of his left arm. The cloth bundle contained the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that Xiaoli would use today, so he couldn't leave anything behind.

Cheng Yueli, who was standing by, heard her sister's call and jumped up from the stool in a flash, almost knocking the stool over, showing how anxious she was.

"Xiao Li, take this bag of Poria cocos cake with you. If you feel hungry during breaks, take it out and fill your stomach."

Cheng Yuntao stuffed the warm Poria cocos cake into Cheng Yueli's small bag, gave her a few more instructions, and then took her hand to the private school.

Along the way, I met many children who were going to school with me. They were in groups of three or two, chattering non-stop.

Some were excitedly sharing their new toys at home, while others were discussing the lessons taught by the teacher yesterday, with their brows slightly furrowed and serious expressions on their little faces.

Cheng Yueli followed behind them, her eyes full of longing.

After turning two alleys, we arrived outside the private school.

It was not until today that Cheng Yuntao finally got a clear view of the private school. The courtyard was square, with a bluestone path winding through it. Green cypresses stood tall on the side of the road, their branches swaying gently.

There is a stone table and stone bench in the center of the courtyard for rest during class breaks. There are several tiled houses in front of it. The green tiles on the roofs are arranged in an orderly manner, and the doors and windows are solid wood, so the houses have good lighting.

"Xiao Li, I'll take you here. The rest is up to you."

Cheng Yuntao bent down slightly, her eyes full of concern and reluctance, and carefully helped her sister straighten her messy collar. Her fingers gently brushed across her shoulders, brushing away the non-existent dust.

"You should have memorized the way home, right? If you still can't remember, I'll come pick you up later."

She stood up, her brows still slightly furrowed, the worry in her eyes not fading at all.

Although this private school is not too far from home, there are several forks in the road along the way. My sister is still young, what if she gets lost?

"It's okay, sister. I can do it. I will know how to go home by myself after school."

Cheng Yueli raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a confident smile, and took two steps inside. Her small figure appeared more determined in the morning light.

"Sister, please go back quickly. I'm going in!"

Cheng Yuntao stood at the door until Cheng Yueli's figure completely disappeared from her sight, then she turned and left.

Everything around her was unfamiliar, and at first, Cheng Yueli was a little unaccustomed. Fortunately, Cheng Yuntao had given her a few days of intensive study beforehand, so she wasn't completely clueless. Plus, she had a good memory and was extra attentive in class, so she soon calmed down and wasn't so flustered anymore.

During the break, as soon as Cheng Yueli took out the snacks in her arms, she attracted the attention of many children.