South City's suburbs were not densely populated, but they had plenty of unique small shops. Su Junxin took Li Weize around and found a local restaurant that was quite clean.
The orchid Li Weize found was very small, with root and soil together were no larger than two palms of hand. He asked the restaurant owner for a plastic lunch box, poked a hole in the bottom, and simply put it in.
At the next table sat a group of people who seemed to have just finished work, men and women. One of them, a man in a blue shirt, curiously watched Li Weize's careful actions and couldn't help but lean in and ask, "Hey, kid, why do you have six fingers on your hand? Isn't it inconvenient?
At these words, Li Weize paused, his movements frozen.
Meeting the man's scrutinizing gaze, he instinctively hid his left hand under the table, a trace of embarrassment on his face.
