Because He Jianian doesn't earn money; in his words, he's making a contribution. Actually, there's not much he can do to help. There are plenty of women who hang out in the knitting group these days, so one more won't make a difference.

It wasn't easy for He Jianian to meet Song Yan alone. When Wu Meili wasn't around, Song Yan was in the knitting group.

The women were knitting, their eyes fixed on their work, paying little attention to others. Those not knitting listened intently to Shen Hanyang's story. When Wu Meili was away, He Jianian kept glancing at Song Yan, giving him subtle hints.

This is the second time in recent days that such an opportunity has arisen, and why can't Song Yan, that blockhead, understand it? He Jianian complained inwardly.

Song Yan scoffed inwardly, "What a piece of trash."

Finally, Song Yan went out.

He Jianian managed to stay for about five more minutes before chasing after Song Yan and leaving.

Song Yan stood at the doorway and entered the space upon hearing footsteps.

Sure enough, He Jianian opened the door and came in.

"Song Yan, Song Yan." He Jianian entered the room and looked around. Song Yan wasn't there. Where had she gone? This was such a rare opportunity, how could she be so oblivious? He Jianian complained inwardly, also a little angry at this stupid woman. "Huh?" He Jianian saw two white steamed buns on the table. He swallowed hard, reached out and touched them; they were still warm. He had said he wasn't full or eating well, and she had taken his advice. Song Yan must have prepared these for him!

Without the slightest hesitation, He Jianian grabbed the bun and took a bite. Meat filling, so fragrant! A little bitter though. He chewed vigorously, examining the filling in his hand. What was that green stuff? Dandelion? It was dandelion filling! No wonder it tasted bitter. But the meat flavor was really good too!

If He Jianian had any sense of shame, he wouldn't have taken it without asking. If he had paid any attention, wouldn't he have noticed that it's normal to eat dandelions in this season? If he had any self-control, he wouldn't have eaten like this.

In the village, houses are often left unlocked during the day when no one is home. If you go to someone's house and the owner isn't there, you'll leave quickly. Nobody would touch their things!

Is He Jianian really so indifferent to everything except eating?

I never offered him food, never thought of him eating. That day he showered me with sweet talk, but I didn't reply to a single word.

He Jianian truly brought this upon himself!