Tan You took stock of their ingredients. "We're out of red beans, and we're out of white sugar."
Making popsicles, chilled rice cakes, milk pudding, and so on all required white sugar. They were all consumables and absolutely essential. As a result, the family's sugar supply had been dwindling rapidly.
Wang Hunv smacked her lips. "Then go buy some red beans and white sugar. It's not that expensive."
Before, Wang Hunv had no idea red beans could be used in so many different ways. She only knew how to make red bean rice or red bean porridge. How could she have ever imagined anything else?
Tan You looked up at her. "Give me money. I don't have any."
"I'll have your grandpa give you some in a bit." Wang Hunv wasn't angry. She had grown to crave Tan You's cooking. Besides, she could see that Tan You was trying to lose weight; after slaving away in the kitchen, Tan You herself would barely eat a few bites. She and Tan Deming were the ones who ate almost everything.
