The next day, Liu Xiaohua made porridge for Shiyi. Shiyi tried hard to swallow it, but to be honest, it wasn't very tasty.

It must have tasted terrible.

Just then, Liu Xiaohua felt so sad thinking about how she was about to die on November 11th that she ran out and cried in secret.

Jiang Tianxin staggered in, climbed onto Eleven's uninjured leg, and stuffed an egg into Eleven's arms.

"Here you go, senior brother. You are what you eat. Senior Brother Seventeen said this is snake kidney, it's good for you."

Eleven was so angry she was a little out of control. She really is... a spoiled young lady, huh?

Can't tell the difference between kidneys and eggs?

OK.

Eleven glanced at the porridge beside him, casually stuffed it into Jiang Tianxin's hand, and said with a smile:

"This is porridge made by your senior sister. Try it."

"My senior sister can cook? I've been at Zhanchen Tower for years and I've never seen her cook."

The man didn't speak, his face was pale and weak, giving him an innocent look. Jiang Tianxin grinned as she took her first bite of rice porridge.

Just then, Liu Xiaohua walked in and saw Jiang Tianxin holding a bowl. Before she could speak, Eleven said:

"My child loves the porridge you make."

The little girl looked at Eleven in disbelief. "I'm only this old. Is it right for you to hurt me?"

"If you like it, go eat it in the kitchen. Why are you fighting with your senior brother?"

Jiang Tianxin's eyes widened even more. Wow, you guys in the martial arts world are really good at this.

The little girl nodded, looked at the porridge in her hand, then at her silly little brother outside, and went out with the bowl.

"Here, this is porridge that your senior sister made. You can have some."

"Our senior sister can even cook!"

"Absolutely."