"No meat pancakes to satisfy cravings, no problem, I'll see if there's a frying pan, and get some soybean oil for you. But then Old Yang will come over to eat, you won't mind, will you?"
"I won't." (This isn't a restaurant, right?)
"The water's boiling."
"Yeah, use the warm water, I'll fetch the rice."
"Don't you have a thermos?"
"Can't afford it now, I'll buy one next month when I get paid."
Wei Kaiyun said nothing, took the basin and went to the yard to deal with it.
Jiang Xinyu used a bucket to lift the extra hot water from the pot into the bathing tub. Then she covered it with the lid.
After scooping out the rice, she put it into the steamer, placing a layer on top, and inside placed a bowl of braised pork and a bowl of pig intestines. Covering the lid, she steamed it on the coal stove.
