Lin Yi felt uneasy watching Ning Xia busying around, but he really hadn't recovered yet. He could only stay on the bed with Sangsang and secretly recover his strength.

By the time the fire started, it was completely dark.

Ningxia poured the boiling water from the milk pot into two kettles, and then luxuriously added a handful of sugar before handing the kettle to the brother and sister.

Sangsang took a careful sip, and the rice teeth that had disappeared all afternoon bloomed again. Lin Yi looked at his sister and felt that the water was so sweet that it went all the way into his heart, making his whole body warm. "Sister Xia Xia, let me cook."

Seeing that he had recovered, Ningxia didn't bother to be polite with him and sat there directing him to take action.

The water in the pot boiled again. Lin Yi obediently threw in the washed rice, sprinkled some mushroom powder and salt, and stirred the pot silently. Seeing that the porridge was too monotonous, Ningxia asked Lin Yi to cut some dried meat into it. Lin Yi stood there and carefully cut a few small slices into it.

Ningxia opened her lips slightly and clicked her tongue, glancing at the brother and sister whose bodies could be blown away by the wind. She took the dried meat, a piece of dried meat half the length of an adult's arm, and ignoring Lin Yi's distressed look, Ningxia directly cut half of the meat into the piece.

The dried meat in the base is made solidly, and Ningxia is willing to spend money. A lot of spices are added to the dried meat during cooking. It has no meaty smell and is dry, fragrant and chewy.

Ningxia put so much in that the pot nearly frothed. The meat rehydrated, its texture gradually enriched, and the rich aroma of the pot gradually emanated from the simmering rice. The smooth rice grains enveloped the firm meat slices, with the unique flavor of the mushrooms. With each bite, Ningxia felt like she was reborn.

Ningxia devoured half of the full pot of porridge, and the remaining half was also divided up neatly between the brother and sister. All three of them were only about 70% full. Ningxia looked at the pot of porridge that had accompanied her through thick and thin for many years and for the first time thought it was too small.

After dinner, Ningxia didn't stop Lin Yi from clearing the dishes. As night fell, the three of them, who had been running around all day, finally squeezed together and lay down on the floor.

Ningxia pulled out the huge military coat from her bag and put it on the brother and sister. It was made before the disaster, and it was thick and durable. Even though the edges and corners were worn, Ningxia hadn't been willing to throw it away. It was truly priceless.

The warmth from the bonfire beside the mat enveloped the three of them. The two children looked at the dancing flames and soon closed their eyes.