lt;The Pocket Dimens

A large iron pot bubbled with stewing pig trotters, while another large iron pot stood on a three-tiered steamer rack, filled with plump white steamed buns.,At the village's edge, in a dilapidated grass temple, a woman with washed-out clothes patched countless times stood behind the stove, wielding a chipped spatula.,The children having returned, a smile lit up the woman's face. She took out a rough earthenware bowl from the cupboard and ladled the cooked vegetables from the pot into it.。