Ten minutes later, they finished all three dishes.

"Oh, He Hua, you really know how to order food. These dishes are really delicious."

"Yes, it's delicious. Xiaoya, where are you working now?"

"I'm still working at the towel factory, I've always been there."

"You're so lucky. This meal doesn't cost much, and you don't need the ticket. Just give me 50 cents."

"This... I'll give it to you now." Zhang Xiaoya cursed inwardly, "You stingy guy."

She took out fifty cents from her pocket and put it on the table, which He Hua immediately took.

"Xiaoya, can you get some towels with defects? I'd like a few."

"No, we're short on stock right now, and the holidays are coming up soon."

"No, then never mind. Do you have a boyfriend? Chen Gang and I are already married. You're not young anymore, it's time for you to get married too."

"You two got married? So fast?" Zhang Xiaoya was very surprised.

“Yes, what’s mine will always be mine, and no one can take it away,” He Hua said, looking at Zhang Xiaoya meaningfully.

Pshaw, does she even care about Chen Gang, that sanitation worker? Why would she need to subtly attack her?

"Congratulations to you two, you're a perfect match," Zhang Xiaoya said, her words betraying her true feelings.

"Thank you so much, sister. Now that we've finished eating, shall we go for a walk together?"

"Alright, I don't have anything else to do anyway."

"I won't go, you two go ahead," Chen Gang said and left.

As they watched Chen Gang walk away, He Hua took Zhang Xiaoya's hand and they also left the state-run restaurant.