How could Old Mrs. Lin bear to see her child being scolded by that brat Lin Xue?

She couldn't help but argue with Lin Xue on the spot.

"I thought you were seriously ill, but judging from the way you're cursing, you're full of energy. You don't look sick at all!"

"Since everything's alright, I'll head back now!"

After saying that, Lin Xue didn't even put down her basket before heading home.

"Wait, who said I'm not sick? I'm just angry because of you!"

"Oh dear, oh dear, I haven't eaten anything all day, I'm so sick I'm about to die, and you unlucky jinx, you don't even care about your old mother when you get home!"

"Oh dear, God, please strike me with lightning and take this brat away! She has no respect for her elders!"

When Grandma Lin saw that Lin Xue was about to leave, she realized that her plan hadn't been implemented yet, so how could she let her leave like that?

She immediately lay down on the bed, crying out, "Oh my god, oh my god!"

"Alright, since you haven't eaten, I'll go get you something to eat right now!"

"If you're sick, just lie down and rest. Don't get so worked up!"

After Lin Xue finished speaking, she carried her basket and went into the kitchen.

The kitchen cabinet doors were locked; these were where the family usually kept their everyday snacks.

The best things were all kept in the old lady's room.

Lin Xue didn't care about any of that. She yanked off the lock on the cabinet door, took out the food, and started cooking.

I scooped out a large spoonful of lard from a small jar and chopped some scallions.

There was some mixed grain flour inside. Take some out and knead it into dough. The noodles will be ready when the water boils.

Add a poached egg.

Soon, a bowl of scallion and egg noodles was freshly made, and its aroma wafted far and wide from Old Lin's house.