"Gu Jin, why are you up so early?"
Chen Hong stood at the kitchen door, looking at Gu Jin in the kitchen with disbelief.
It’s not that Gu Jin is lazy, but she had never made breakfast for so many years.
Hearing her aunt’s voice, Gu Jin turned her head and spoke frankly, with no intention of showing off: "The doctor said little An is not well, so I got up to make him some soup."
Upon hearing this, Chen Hong’s shock subsided a bit, though she felt a twinge of jealousy.
After raising this girl for so many years, it’s the first time she has seen her being nice to someone.
Adopting this little wolf cub and treating him like a treasure, spending over a hundred at the hospital, and now getting up early to take care of him.
Chen Hong stepped into the kitchen, lured by the aroma of meat soup wafting through the room.
But she wouldn’t compete with a child for food.
She walked closer to Gu Jin, saw another stovetop idle, and touched the warm blue bricks.
"What have you made, is it enough for the whole family? If not, I’ll make some more."
Gu Jin stood up, dusting off the flour from her clothes, and said, "No need, I’ve cooked a pot of porridge, made seven or eight wild vegetable omelets, also steamed five or six eggs, and there’s some multigrain buns warming in the pot, enough for the whole family."
Hearing there was no need, Chen Hong’s expression improved significantly.
However, following Gu Jin’s actions and her subsequent words, along with the flour on her clothes, Chen Hong’s expression shifted slightly, and she turned to look at her flour bag.
Sure enough, the flour bag was empty, lying on the ground.
Gu Jin followed her gaze and said, "We’re running out of a lot of things at home. After breakfast, I’ll go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy another bag of flour, as well as some oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar."
Saying this, she started walking out.
"I didn’t say anything—" Chen Hong muttered softly behind her.
Gu Jin heard this but didn’t pause her steps at all.
She thought the little one in the room must be awake by now.
When she returned to the room, An Mingji was sitting on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, rubbing his eyes.
"Don’t rub!"
Gu Jin hurriedly exclaimed when she saw this.
The child’s face was covered with injuries, particularly the bruised area around his eyes.
An Mingji stopped his hand movement immediately after a rub, grimacing in pain, his eyes filled with water instead of confusion.
Gu Jin picked up the ointment from the table, sat down by the bed, "I told you not to rub, you’re quick with your hands."
"I forgot," the child said with a hint of grievance.
This soft tone tugged at Gu Jin’s heart.
She opened the ointment and applied it to the child’s face, "It might hurt a bit, bear with it."
The previous injuries hadn’t healed yet, and he had more injuries on his face now; who knows when he’ll recover.
Gu Jin had thought about giving the child some space water to drink for Washing Marrow to lessen his injuries.
But the pain after drinking the water was unbearable, and she was afraid of any side effects.
After applying the medicine, Gu Jin twisted the cap onto the bottle, "All done, get up and get dressed. I’ll take you to eat something delicious."
An Mingji obediently dressed, still wearing yesterday’s blue and white tracksuit.
Seeing him in his new clothes, Gu Jin walked to a nearby suitcase and took out the clothes she had bought for her cousin, Gu Minmin.
It was a red plaid dress, a pair of small leather shoes, and white socks.
Gu Jin led the dressed child to wash his hands, holding the clothes in her arms as they walked out.
Grandpa, uncle, cousin, and cousin were all up; it was rare for everyone to wake up together today.