Karen Huang Our Daily Bread Novels & Stories

She gave me a quick nod and slipped out the door. I opened the basket and saw a warm bowl of porridge with chunks of meat floating in it. My hands trembled as I picked up the spoon. I couldn’t even remember the last time I ate. I shoved the food into my mouth, trying not to cry as I ate. Every bite reminded me I was still alive. Still human. Still holding on. Just as I finished the last spoonful, the door creaked open again. Karen stepped in, holding the white nylon with the balm.

Karen said. "How long are you practising," Alex asked. "Just now, when I heard your footsteps, Karen laughed, I hoped it would be one of the guards, so I would have a real breakfast." "You enjoyed yours, yesterday?" Alex inquired. "Err... Not at first. I think I enjoyed Corinne more than John, but finally I must say, yes I enjoyed yesterday's breakfast," Karen explained, She was still in the pose, but for her head that was turned to Alex. Alex was removing the steel bowl, and replacing them with new ones containing fresh biscuits and water.

He points out to the yellow lofts of bread dangling from Kian's worn-out, cream-colored sling bag. Kian sits on his left knee and responds, "Yes it is, Mr. Bruce!" He messes his curly hair and soon after, he gives him four lofts of bread which Bruce distributes to his pals. Liza who has been glancing at Kian since she arrives receives the bread with a blush on her cheeks. The kids break the bread in two and hum a delicious "Yum". "Thank you for this, Mr. Generous," says Missy. "You are welcome, Gorgeous."

Andrew “It’s me,” Karen softly said, entering my office. As if it would be anyone but my housekeeper. Despite my pain, I smiled a bit at that. “Come in.” The door slowly opened, and she peered in. I’d given her the day off, but she showed up anyway. Her husband had come by earlier in the day as well, offering his help in any way he could. They were both good people. Better than I probably deserved. “I made some soup,” Karen said. “Chicken noodle.”

Kate opened her eyes and gave Lea a friendly smile. She tried to sit up and seemed to have difficulty until Shane rushed over to help her. "Wow, Lea even bothered to come. She must have complained, right?" asked Mrs. Kate. "Ah, no, really Auntie. I'm not bothered. Lea just stopped by from work. I brought you some sweet bread if you like it. It's from the bakery we use for our office catering. I'm highly recommended," Lea said, trying to convince Mrs. Kate to try the bread.

The rest of the week has been a testament to my determination not to end up in a ball sobbing over a man, and on some level, I feel a misplaced sense of pride that I have managed to achieve just that. Saturday is the busiest day of the week for Bread, and I am witnessing it first-hand as I help out Bea and Lorna, our Saturday girl. The same age as I am, Lorna is doing a culinary apprenticeship and works with us for extra money. We chat in between serving customers, and I find we actually have a lot in common.

"Thank you, Mom. I promise I'll be careful and not overdo it." Karen hugged her daughter back, feeling a sense of pride and love for her strong and determined child. "I know you will, sweetie. Now, let's get ready and head to the bakery. We've got a lot of work to do today!" Nicole and Karen arrived at the bakery, ready to start their day. They worked together, measuring out ingredients and mixing batter. The aroma of freshly baked bread and pastries filled the air as they slid trays into the oven. Nicole felt a sense of comfort and familiarity in the bakery, enjoying the time spent with her mother. As they worked, the bakery transformed into a warm and inviting space, filled with the sweet

Three salty and one soup, very rich, all are some food to nourish the stomach, although it is frugal, but it also looks like you want to eat it, it is indeed a hundred thousand times better than a boxed lunch. Ten minutes later, Sweet Pea Guun brought hot food into the office, his phone lit up, showing a WeChat message. Sweet Pea Guun took the phone to unlock it, and discovered that Brene Brian had sent him four messages. It's very difficult for Brene Brian to reply to a message every day, as long as the table doesn't actively contact, Sweet Pea Guun curiously clicks open. Brene Brian: Got it? Brene Brian: Sweet Pea Guun, eat rice.

Christiana wiped the sweat off her forehead,exhaling a deep breath as she pulled another tray of freshly baked bread from the hot oven.The scent of warm dough filled the small bakery mixing with the faint aroma of coffee and sugar.She had been working since morning, her hands covered in flour, her feet aching from standing from hours. But despite the tiredness,She forced herself to keep going. She had no choice. The job at the bakery was all She had.After being thrown out by Alexander and his mother,She had wandered the street , hold ing Praise to her chest. With nowhere to go and no one to run to, She had spent the night outside, shivering under the cold sky. But fate had he

After being praised by Kevin, she simply smiled and turned back to the kitchen and busied herself for a while. After eating the noodles, Kevin walked in and asked, "What are you busy with?" Karen turned back and smiled at him. "Didn't you say that you have to fly to Hill City early in the morning? I made some pastries and sushi last night. I've put them in the thermal lunch box. Take them with you later and eat them whenever you're hungry." Karen knew that Kevin was trying hard to be a good husband and she also wanted to be a good wife, but she didn't know how to play the role of a good wife.