Little girls always have their own logic that unwittingly leads you along…
She turned her head to look again at the open area outside the pavilion, where the charcoal fire was already well lit.
The hexagonal pavilion had been outfitted with bamboo curtains to ward off the wind while still letting in light, an arrangement the little girl had insisted on. She had said that on sunny winter days when there was nothing else to do, one could come here to roast pancakes and meat on the charcoal fire without the pavilion getting stuffy.
The half of the curtain facing the wind had been lowered, while the other half was rolled up, also arranged by the little girl, to protect her from the chilly breeze but still allow a view of the outside.
At that moment, Lian Hua was busy directing everyone on how to roast the chicken!
