Looking out the train window at the station that was getting farther and farther away and smaller and smaller, Zhu Qinghao felt a bit complicated.
The reluctance and melancholy of leaving one's homeland, the excitement of seeing family soon, and the anticipation, trepidation, and unease about the unknown ahead.
She only pulled her outstretched body back and sat down in a seat when the platform was no longer visible.
Looking up, she saw that there were quite a few young people in the carriage who were also going to the countryside with large bags and small packages, just like her, but the expressions on each of their faces were different.
She glanced at it briefly, then looked away, took out the breakfast Zhou Huilan had prepared, and began to eat.
Her original plan was to take out some steamed buns and mantou from her spatial storage after getting on the bus, but she didn't expect them to have prepared them specially.
As she was eating, she suddenly felt a gaze fixed on her from across the table. It wasn't malicious, but it made her feel quite embarrassed.
During this time, she touched the corners of her mouth and face to see if there were any food residues, but found that there didn't seem to be any.
Zhu Qinghao tried her best to ignore it, but found that the gaze was too intense and she couldn't ignore it no matter what.
Just as she was about to lose her temper and ask what was going on, the girl opposite her spoke first.
"Comrade, are your steamed buns delicious? Can I have a taste? I can trade you money or something in return."
While she was talking, her gaze remained fixed on the half-eaten bun in Zhu Qinghao's hand, and she even secretly swallowed.
Perhaps it was because her greedy look was so much like Xiang Yu's that Zhu Qinghao not only didn't find her presumptuous, but actually found her rather cute.
"Uh, I think it tastes alright. Let me get you one to try, you don't need to pay me."
As she spoke, she took a bun out of the oil paper package and handed it over.
When the other person saw her hand over the steamed bun so easily, their face lit up with surprise. They quickly took it with both hands, as if afraid of dropping it on the ground.
"Thank you, comrade! You're so kind. I'll share my food with you later. It's not that I don't have food, really."
I've just never eaten this before... ah, I mean I've never eaten such a big bun, haha.
She looked at Zhu Qinghao and smiled innocently.
"Okay, eat up. It's quite cold now, and the buns won't taste good if they get cold."
Hearing Zhu Qinghao's instructions, she nodded quickly.
Then, with great seriousness, he picked up the bun with both hands, brought it to his mouth, and took a big, hard bite.
Then his eyes lit up, as if he really liked it, and he ate the whole bun one bite after another.
As Zhu Qinghao ate her steamed bun, she looked at him and seemed to understand why he had been looking at her earlier.
It goes very well with rice.
The girl was fair-skinned and chubby-cheeked, with a round face full of satisfaction when she ate.
She quickly finished a large steamed bun, and just as Zhu Qinghao was about to give her another one, she waved her hand and refused.
"No, no, thank you! You're so handsome, and your steamed buns are delicious. Oh, and I'd like to let you try my breakfast too."
As she spoke, she reached into her backpack and muttered something under her breath. If Zhu Qinghao hadn't drunk the spiritual spring water and had more sensitive senses, she might not have been able to hear her clearly.
"What should I give this beautiful lady... an egg tart or a Swiss roll? Or maybe both? That doesn't seem like a bad idea..."
Zhu Qinghao was wondering what these two things were when she saw the other person take out two pastry-like items and present them to her like treasures.
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