Just as Xiao Hua was secretly rejoicing that she had controlled herself and was smugly pleased that she hadn't been exposed to Lu Wanzheng,
Suddenly, Lu Wanzheng chuckled and said, "I think this hot and sour shredded potato is quite delicious. I want to eat it again tonight. Remember to prepare it. If you don't, I'll deduct your wages and make you starve tonight."
Xiao Hua was overjoyed. "Yes, ma'am, I guarantee I'll complete the mission." She showed no embarrassment at having her little scheme exposed by Lu Wanzheng.
He thought it was Lu Wanzheng who was giving him special treatment after seeing his appearance.
What she didn't know was that Lu Wanzheng herself really wanted to eat more.
Xiao Hua tidied up the table, took the takeout boxes, and got off the bus with Lu Wanzheng.
Xiaohua stood in front of the trash can and muttered, "Pigs can eat wet trash, but they can't eat dry trash."
So she threw the disposable tableware, takeout boxes, and plastic bags into the dry waste bin and the chicken bones into the wet waste bin.
After throwing it, he clapped his hands.
Lu Wanzheng and Xiaohua strolled around a small path for a few minutes.
The road was lined with tall and sturdy osmanthus trees, but unfortunately it was not autumn and there was no fragrance of blossoms.
Although there was no fragrance of flowers, the lush foliage provided them with shade, preventing them from being exposed to the scorching sun.
Sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground and dotting the path.
Lu Wanzheng's amber eyes narrowed contentedly as she breathed in the most wonderful gift nature had given her—fresh air.
A comfortable life is nothing more than this.
She paused briefly, and when she opened her eyes again, there was a hint of clarity in them.
He lifted his leg and continued walking forward.
The two walked slowly for nearly twenty minutes until their stomachs felt less bloated, then they followed the path back.
"Sister Wanzheng, I heard someone is going to post what happened today online." Xiaohua had almost forgotten about this incident because she was so busy eating and digesting her food.
Xiao Hua patted her head, realizing how bad her memory was; she had almost gotten Wan Zheng into trouble.
Lu Wanzheng frowned slightly. "It doesn't matter. The one who really lost face today is Wang Xiyou. I just spaced out and had to do a NG. She tried to suppress the scene but ended up having to do a NG instead. Wouldn't that be very embarrassing if word got out?"
Speaking of this, Xiaohua was puzzled, "Sister Wanzheng, what happened to you then? Why did you suddenly drift off into thought?"
Lu Wanzheng looked up at the sky, then quickly looked away, a self-deprecating smile playing on her lips.
In the end, it was all just wishful thinking on my part.
"It's nothing, just thinking about some unhappy things."
Little Flower drooped her head in confusion and habitually scratched it.
"Let's not talk about this anymore."
She didn't want to recall what happened this morning.
Let it all pass.
The trees are still, the birds have departed, and there is no trace of human presence.
The sun overhead was at its most scorching at this time, and even with the dense foliage providing some shade, the steadily rising temperature was indeed difficult to withstand.
Both of them had sweat seeping through their backs, and their mouths were dry, so they wanted to drink water.
Now, the two stopped walking slowly and started alternating between their feet much faster.
Everyone wanted to get back to the RV as soon as possible.
"Meow." A soft and weak voice suddenly came from the nearby haystack.
The faint sound made Lu Wanzheng's heart clench.
Following the sound, Lu Wanzheng walked to the side of the bushes, where a thin kitten was lying. Its fur was grayish-brown and had a few withered leaves stuck to it.
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