"Xiao Yu, come help me wash the vegetables. Make sure each one is cleaned thoroughly, and Qianqian, you go tear these mushrooms into pieces, and try to keep them about the same size," Grandma Zhang gladly agreed to Elder Zhang's proposal. Having two little helpers was the best, so she began chopping vegetables and teaching them how to prepare them.
He Wenyu stood on a small stool, barely reaching the sink; Luo Qianqian dragged over another small stool to sit on the ground, with a basin and a bag of mushrooms in front of her.
"Do you have any favorites? I'll see if we have the ingredients and will make it for lunch," Grandma Zhang asked the two little helpers with serious expressions on their faces, her own face lit up with affection as she spoke.
"I like sweets, anything sweet," He Wenyu raised her hand, and water splashed everywhere as she moved her hand: "Ah, Grandma Zhang, I'm sorry."