The old man looked up and glanced at her. Then he got up and went back to the kitchen. Not long afterwards, he came out with a bowl of porridge and put it opposite him. At the same time, he cleared the small spot in front of him away and continued to eat with his head lowered.
Feng Jiu was surprised. She went toward the table and sat down. The bowl of porridge in front of her seemed to be a plain rice congee with a green lotus seed in the middle. The porridge emitted lotus fragrance. "For me?"
The old man didn't respond and Feng Jiu didn't wait for his reply. She ate two mouthfuls of porridge with a spoon. She scooped up the green lotus seed and examined it. "Is this lotus seed still unripe? Why does it have such a strong lotus scent?"
While speaking, she put the green lotus seed in her mouth and chewed it. With a frown, she said, "It's unripe and it's hard to crack it open."
