Lady Lin huffed angrily, finally calming down after much effort. She scooped a ladle full of water and gulped it down, barely suppressing her hunger.
She rummaged around the room, eyeing the half sack of flour and the half sack of sorghum flour. After some hesitation, she grabbed two sweet potatoes, took a couple of bites but couldn't swallow them.
The sweet potatoes gave her heartburn. With a heavy heart, she scooped out a small bowlful of flour. After a moment, she pushed some back and mixed in half with sorghum flour and water.
When she entered the kitchen, she saw that Mutou and Wang Yongzhen were still in mourning, with no meat in the kitchen. However, there was still half a jug of oil.
Lady Lin rummaged around for a while and found an egg and a couple of green onions. She made a bowl of noodle soup, cracked the egg into it, sprinkled chopped green onions on top, and poured half the jug of oil into the soup, creating a thick, oily layer on the surface.
