On the second day bright and early, Jiang Feng had just gotten out of bed and begun brushing his teeth, when Ji Xia arrived, carrying soy milk, fried dough sticks, and stuffed buns she had just bought at the front gate of the neighborhood, and began pounding on Jiang Feng's door.
It was a rare holiday, yet Jiang Feng, who had to get up as early as on workdays, even developed a rebellious notion upon hearing the knock: forget it, I don't want this apprentice anymore, I'd rather go back to sleep and snug under the covers.
Of course, this rebellious heart was instantly crushed the moment he saw the soy milk, fried dough sticks, and buns in Ji Xia's hands.
