It's unlikely she can go back to the production team on her own; she can walk, but she doesn't know the way. It's better to wait another day.
After taking the first bite of noodles, Li Yiyi propped her head up and looked at the bowl suspiciously.
Was she really eating noodles?
With no salt, no oil, and no flavor, Li Yiyi glanced at the other members of the Lang family's bowls and obediently started eating.
Is that what's in the bowl considered rice?
Without a sound, Li Yiyi seemed to see the shadow of tree roots inside. She found the food unpalatable, but it was the best food the Lang family had, or rather, food they wouldn't even eat during the New Year.
Suddenly, she met a pair of pure eyes, and Li Yiyi looked in their direction.
It's that precious grandson that old lady Lang was talking about.
He was older than her, but his eyes were clear and pure, like unpolluted water, stretching to the bottom.
It turns out there's a difference between being stupid and being stupid; the person in front of me is much better than Wang Shuai's stupid son.
After breakfast, the Lang family members went to work or did other tasks, leaving only Li Yiyi and Lang Yi staring at each other in the yard.
Looking up at the sky, it wasn't even noon yet. Li Yiyi really couldn't sit still; after all, she wasn't a real child anymore.
"Auntie, I'm going outside to play."
The childlike voice startled the slender woman for a moment. Meeting Li Yiyi's small face, the woman gave a simple smile.
"Okay, one by one."
The production team had a small population, with only about 23 households coming and going. The locals were close-knit, and the news of an extra child in the family had spread quickly, so there was no worry about Li Yiyi getting lost.
"Then, Auntie, I'm leaving."
Her lovely response and cheerful little voice dispelled some of the gloom in the woman's heart.
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