Mag, Did You Put You-know-what Drugs Into Your Roujiamo?

Quick as that, the thought overwhelmed her. She remembered its delicious taste, her mouth watering straight away. She had just eaten a bowl of noodles with vegetables!

Sally gave a shake of her head as if trying to shake the thought out. No! It's too expensive. I need money to escape.

Yet the thought remained, and grew stronger in her mind. The savory ham, soft eggs, and delicious rice, in which she had tasted the Spring of Life. For the first time, she wanted to go home.

She hated her father and those elders who made her marry, but her mother was nice to her. She found herself missing the afternoons when she snuggled in her arms.

Sally was a noble lady, but now she had to fold quilts, and she only earned a dozen copper coins tidying up many rooms here. She had never thought it would be this hard to earn a single gold coin.

Sally fell onto the bed, facing the ceiling. All she could think of was the rainbow fried rice.