Sister Huan was practicing her calligraphy when she heard the commotion. She threw down her brush and stuck her head out of the study room. She said happily, "Sister Xiu'er, why are you here?"
An Xiu'er walked in with a smile. She was a little disappointed to see that Song Jingchen wasn't there. She took out a few plates from the basket and said, "These are freshly cooked pancakes. You guys can try them and take a break."
"Sister Xiu'er, you're the best." Sister Huan happened to be hungry, so she spoke sweetly.
When the others heard that they could rest, they also threw down their brushes and came over.
An Xiu'er rubbed Sister Huan's head. When they were almost done eating, she looked around and pretended to ask casually, "Where's your big brother? I made a little too much, you won't be able to finish it. You can let him try it too."
