The food box on the table had not been touched yet. She took out the food and ate all the cold food. Then, she brought a basin of water to wash it clean, intending to return it to Jian Qingqing, she had said so many harsh words today, so she probably wouldn't come again in the future. Well, she might as well let her rot alone.
Before going out, she covered her face, afraid of scaring people.
After going down the hill, she found that the weeds on both sides of the road leading to the village had also been cut down. She could not tell what she was feeling. This was the rare kind-hearted person who had shown her kindness after the accident. It still hurt her.
Granny Lin remembered that the girl seemed to be called Jian Qingqing, but she did not know where she lived.
When she came out of the village, she saw the villagers who were working hard on their farm work. She hesitated for a moment and decided to ask someone.
