In the afternoon, Tan You was in the kitchen with Tan Qin, making all sorts of small cakes. Tan Qin wasn't much of a talker, but her hands were steady, and she had a tenacious streak.
Tan You gave instructions that were precise down to the gram, and Tan Qin followed them meticulously. 'Honestly, a slow student has its advantages,' Tan You thought. 'At least she knows to do everything properly, without cutting any corners.'
With not much else to do on a rainy day, Wang Hunv was at home shelling peanuts. They had been harvested around National Day last year. Normally, Wang Hunv wouldn't do this kind of chore, but since it was raining, she had little else to do.
The sweet aroma wafting from the kitchen made Wang Hunv restless. She pushed the sieve toward Tan Deming. "I'm going to see if Tan You needs any help."
Tan Deming just smiled, not at all annoyed. He knew full well his wife had a sweet tooth; it was amusing that she'd managed to come up with such an excuse.
