Zhang Yiwen circled the giant radish and said to the delighted Song Yufang, "If even radishes can genetically mutate, don't you think we might one day, too?"
Song Yufang had considered this before, but she hadn't seen it happen to anyone around them. Therefore, she believed that by living sanitarily, humans could definitely avoid such an occurrence.
Song Yufang said, "What nonsense. Go help your father with the firewood."
Zhang Yiwen pouted. "But it's not time for lunch yet."
"We have to do it *before* lunch. This is our family's private stash of firewood. No one else can use it."
"Do you want to eat instant noodles or not? If you do, then hurry up and help."
Zhang Yiwen had no choice but to go. When he reached Zhang Aihua, he stressed, "I have to get my instant noodles today. I absolutely *must* have them!"
Zhang Aihua chuckled softly. "Fine, you'll get your noodles. We'll add some fish, radish, and seaweed to them. It'll be nutritious and hearty."
