Quickly, Cancan ran back carrying a small stool. She first opened the refrigerator door, put down the stool, and then called Xuanxuan over to step on the stool and look through the fridge.
There were many things in the refrigerator, all neatly arranged. Xuanxuan carefully looked through them, took out some mushrooms and lean meat, and handed them to Cancan, saying, "Cancan, hold these for now."
Cancan took the items and looked at them curiously, asking, "What are these for?"
"To make porridge." Xuanxuan, holding two eggs in her hands, said this as she got down from the stool.
Porridge?
Hearing Xuanxuan's answer, Cancan was a bit disappointed because she wasn't very fond of porridge.
"And there's eggs too." Xuanxuan, who had chatted with Cancan heart-to-heart, knew her preferences well.
Upon hearing this, Cancan's eyes lit up, and she followed closely behind Xuanxuan, asking, "Are we making fried eggs?"
