His features twisted, expression tangled, it seems the process wasn't very pleasant, but he endured it in the end.
Old Lady Han not only didn't cause a scene or curse implicitly, but instead forced an ugly smile and said to Xiao Bao, "Yes, I, I made it especially!"
Unable to outright say the lie "made it especially for you," Old Lady Han could only ambiguously respond.
However, for Xiao Bao, who was already accustomed to reading her expressions, this was enough.
He hurriedly took the flatbread and began to eat in big mouthfuls.
Delicious!
Truly delicious, although mixed with bean flour, sweet potato noodles, and other coarse grains, it was still real food.
It wasn't wild vegetables, nor was it bran, but food that could truly be eaten and fill the stomach.
Slightly scratchy on the throat, but in Xiao Bao's view, it was already a rare delicacy.
Mainly because it was dry and not watery.
It could actually be filling!
