Chapter 121 Betting Three Copper Coins

Jest.

Has the sun risen in the west?

The eldest brother actually brought over some delicious food, and asked so politely and pleasantly.

"You scooped out those fried dough sticks?"

Song Chunxue stared at the fried dough in the eldest brother's hand, noticing that the fire seemed too big and it was almost burnt black.

The eldest son gave an awkward laugh. "The color isn't very good, but it tastes alright. Mother, try it."

Song Chunxue gestured for him to place it on the steps, and stared at him intently.

She had lived two lives, and this was the first time she had ever seen her eldest son's steamed buns.