“That’s great,” Xiao Bao repeated.
"You can eat delicious food every day. You must be so happy," Da Bao said, looking at Xu Yan with some envy.
Xu Yan was amused by his tone and expression. "Don't worry, next time your third uncle brings me here to eat, I'll bring the two of you too."
Da Bao and Xiao Bao giggled for a long time.
After waiting a while, all the dishes were finally served.
Xu Yan hadn't expected such a large quantity; each dish was served on a large plate, completely full.
Given her appetite, these dishes would last her three or four days. However, by the time she finished the steamed bun in her hand, Xie Zhuo had already eaten almost all the remaining dishes on the table.
Wow, you can really eat!
As the saying goes, a half-grown boy can eat his father out of house and home.
A 24-year-old young man could probably live off his family's entire fortune!
"When you were at home before," Xu Yan looked at Xie Zhuo, "didn't you eat enough?"
"It's not that exaggerated," Xie Zhuo took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth before drinking some water. "I just don't want to waste it."
I don't want to waste it, but I don't have a bottomless stomach.
Xu Yan thought.
Happy times always pass quickly, and when we were riding back on the tractor, there was always a sense of loss after the excitement.
"Third Aunt," Da Bao shook Xu Yan's arm.
"Hmm?" Xu Yan was jolted halfway up by the jolt, and turned to look at him as she fell back down.
“It would be great if you lived with us,” Da Bao said.
The tractor was very loud; Da Bao practically shouted it out. It's unclear whether Zhao Bin in front heard it or not, but Xie Zhuo certainly did.
Xu Yan saw him looking at her in the gradually dimming light. His facial features didn't move at all, but Xu Yan could still detect a smile on his face.
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