When she came to the kitchen, she looked at the rice in the rice jar and planned to cook porridge for everyone. She didn't dare to touch other things because she didn't know what the Qin family planned to use them for.
Zhang Xiumei, who was preparing to make breakfast, came to the backyard and saw white smoke coming out of the kitchen chimney. She knew at a glance that someone was making breakfast inside.
At first she thought it was her mother-in-law, but when she walked in she saw that it was Daya who was making a fire. She was surprised and said, "Daya, why are you up so early? Leave the breakfast preparation to us adults."
When Daya saw Qin Qiujie's mother, she stood up stiffly and said, "Aunt Zhang, I saw a lot of rice in the rice jar, so I took some to cook porridge. Did I do anything wrong?"
Zhang Xiumei looked at the child who looked like a frightened bird and smiled gently, "You did a good job. I was just about to cook some porridge. But you are still young. Leave this kind of thing to me in the future."
Hearing Aunt Zhang praising him, Daya was very happy: "I didn't do anything wrong. If Aunt Zhang doesn't mind, you can let me make breakfast in the future. I used to cook every day at home, so I'm used to it."
"Your home is your home. In our Qin's house, the meals are cooked by adults. Don't get up so early next time. You are still young. Only with enough sleep can you grow taller, understand?"
Hearing the concern expressed in Aunt Zhang's words, Daya was moved: "Thank you for your concern, Aunt Zhang."
After saying that, she sat down again and continued to make a fire.
Seeing that Daya had already gotten up and it was cold outside, sitting here by the fire would be much warmer, so Zhang Xiumei let her go.
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