Li Xiao had no objections, so they did it.
Li Xiao didn't go to see what Yan Bin was doing.
Who watches someone cook?
Everyone did their own thing, and the makeshift stove they had set up soon started to smoke, and before long, the aroma of food wafted through the air.
After a while, it was time for their usual meal. Li Xiao and the others ate brown rice, drank corn porridge, and ate pickled vegetables, enjoying their meal quite comfortably.
Yan Bin's group looked like they were eating cornbread, and the people there seemed to be enjoying it very much.
Okay, as long as everyone enjoys the meal.
Li Xiao munched on the rice ball in her hand and took a sip of the corn porridge that Cheng Shaolin handed her.
"How is it? Is it still hot?"
Cheng Shaolin watched as the student, munching on a rice ball with bulging cheeks, looked like a little squirrel munching on fruit—quite adorable.
Li Xiao ate her rice ball and porridge with gusto.
"It's not very hot anymore, you should eat some too."
Cheng Shaolin smiled and said, "Okay."
It's rare to eat so well, so Yan Bin's group was unusually quiet during the meal.
Li Xiao glanced at it, but was busy eating and didn't have time to talk.
I enjoyed my meal today.
After the meal, everyone started laughing and making merry.
They sat by the fire, drank water, and chatted.
It seems that seeing them making such a fuss, even God himself joined in.
Snowflakes began to fall from the sky.
Silently
It quietly fell to the ground.
Soon, a thick layer of pule covered the ground again.
The heavy clouds in the sky finally couldn't bear it any longer, and like a feather pillow with a hole torn, they vented their anger wildly.
The people inside the house looked at the dense, large snowflakes outside the window without any surprise.
Each person has a cup of hot water and watches quietly.
Once you get used to it, you won't be surprised anymore.
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