Xia Xiao's eyes lit up, "How did I not think of that, alright, next time I look for Aunt Xiang Hong, I'll mention it to her."
Xia Xiao was truly looking forward to cooking alone, as meals from the large pot definitely weren't as tasty as those from a small one, and these days at home she always ate from the small pot, sometimes even in her own space. Eating from the large pot again, she really couldn't manage it.
The main thing was that the meals from the large pot lacked oil, and she could add some when cooking on her own small stove.
After finishing the eggs, Yang Xuehua said, "Let's go, let's head back, you've been tired all day, have a good rest, you have to go to work tomorrow."
Back at the dormitory, Feng Ying and Dong Meihua hadn't returned, and Xia Xiao said, "I still have two eggs left, Sister Aihua and Yu Hua, would you like them?"
"How could I, you eat them," Wang Aihua said.
