Seeing the eggs in the basin, Lin Lan smiled. "Auntie, we're all grown-ups. We don't really care for eggs. Give them to the three kids."
Lin Guoliang also said with a smile, "Exactly. Why would we be eating eggs!"
Wu Shufang shook her head with a smile. "They have their own food, don't worry about them." With that, she turned and went to the kitchen to get some pickles.
Lin Lan followed her into the kitchen, carrying the eggs. She saw the three children gathered around a bowl of roasted soybeans soaked in pickle brine and half a bowl of stir-fried fermented black beans with garlic scapes, eating with great relish alongside their corn cakes and congee.
When they saw Lin Lan approach, they all stopped their chopsticks and called out, "Auntie."
"Good kids!" Lin Lan smiled and put the eggs on the table. "How about Auntie trades you these for some of your sour beans?"
