"I've already thought it through. When I go home this time, I'm going to move everything from our kitchen over. The firewood, rice, oil, salt, scallions, ginger, garlic, cabbage, potatoes, tomatoes. I'll bring everything I can and move it over so we can cook our own meals."
Everyone nodded at Meng Heng's words.""Yes, yes, yes. We can bring things home. I'll ask my mom to prepare some food that can be stored. I'll bring it over and we can make it ourselves."
Hou Zhixin shouted,"Lin Chen, Lin Chen ... We'll all bring some vegetables home this weekend. We'll leave our meals to you in the future. Please don't be shy. You have to make us fatter. I don't have to lose any weight."
"I'll try my best. " Lin Chen, who was reading a book, replied with two words.
