Lu Xin's family took their time to finish their meal today as there were guests coming.
They sat quietly at the dining table. Her father was drinking at a much slower pace than usual, her mother was also taking her food very casually, Lu Xin was eating rice grains one by one, and her sister's attention was obviously not on the TV today. She squatted on the chair and stirred the rice into a mess while constantly turning her head to pay attention to the movements outside.
Lu Xin could feel the tension in the air, and he sighed inwardly.
The guests were too rude and came late, so the family was a little impatient.
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"You really want to go?"
In satellite city No. 4, on a bustling Street, there was a stall selling wonton and skewers. There were a few diners with different looks on their faces.
Some of them were young girls, some were aunties in their fifties, some were bearded workers covered in dust, and some were students carrying backpacks.
