When midday approached, Shen Meng finally opened her eyes. Zhenping had gone to the commune early in the morning to buy large pieces of bone and two good cuts of meat and had been stewing the meat since he came back.
It could be said that Shen Meng was woken up by hunger.
When Zhenping brought the hot soup into the room, Shen Meng leaned weakly on the kang cabinet, her collarbone marked with spots and traces, which made him awkwardly turn his head away.
"That... I stewed some bone soup for you, drink some to warm up your body. I also bought some good meat, and I'll make you something delicious for lunch."
"Hmph!"
Shen Meng didn't reach out to take it, and Zhenping immediately understood. He went out to grab the toiletries prepared for Shen Meng, and only after she finished freshening up did he offer the hot soup again, with an eagerness that made Shen Meng frown repeatedly, genuinely surprised that Zhenping could be so groveling.
