Carrying a heavy woven basket, Su Min entered her shelter. Upon placing the basket onto a wobbly wooden table, Sen Hui joined her.
"Lao Lien, hello," Sen Hui smiled. Su Min returned the smile.
"I made shark fin soup," Sen Hui twinkled.
Su Min looked up from her basket, "Oh? What's the occasion?"
"Nothing really, I wanted to enjoy our current moment, it's my treat."
"Is something wrong?"
"Just a premonition."
Silence interrupted the conversation.
"Well," Sen Hui stood, "I'll get you some soup"
For Su Min, there was nothing better than a bowl of chewy, warm, savory broth. And, for Sen Hui, there was nothing better than seeing her elder content.
The warmth of the stew outdid any of the elder's heating systems. Su Min slept well that night.
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Historical FictionA historical love story of the 1212 Mongol invasion in northern China. All work depicted in this story is fictional; An actual occurrence that happened in history, but the plot is driven by fictional aspects. I was assigned to write a historical n...
