"Tiantian, you woke up late today and there's no food left in the canteen. Wait till noon, and I'll improve your meal."
The speaker was an old woman who looked to be in her fifties, with fair skin. Even though she was thin, she exuded vitality.
She wore a white dress with blue checks and shoulder-length hair that slightly curled under, pinned in place at the back of her head with a hair clip, giving her a very Western look.
He Tiantian blinked and subtly observed the old woman for a while before taking in her surroundings.
The dining table was an old-fashioned square one, and the bowls and dishes were coarse porcelain from the 50's and 60's.
He Tiantian slightly lowered her eyelids to look at the bowl in front of her. The base was a slightly yellowish white, and there was a circle of blue stripes near the rim.
The mouth of the bowl was quite wide but it was shallow, filled with yellow porridge.
