Christine was warm and straightforward, treating the Lu Family as her good friends. When Feng Qingxue walked into the yard ahead, Christine lingered behind and sidled up to Lu Tianzhi. While eyeing the small cart, she quietly asked, "Lu, is there a chance I can have some scallion pancakes today?"
It was clear that in the Lu Family, the most mild-tempered were Lu Tianzhi and Dundun. But Dundun was too young to cook.
Seeing Christine's big, expectant eyes, Lu Tianzhi nodded. "You like them that much? I'll make some in a bit. We just got new flour—bought it with those remittance coupons you gave my aunt."
As soon as remittance coupons were mentioned, Feng Qingxue, who had just entered the house, said to Christine, "The remittance coupons you gave us were far too valuable. We spent part of them; we didn't want to decline your kindness. But you should take the rest back—there are plenty of places where they'll come in handy."
