Zhao Zhan had prepared lunch before he left.
He was worried that Yue Jiaojiao would not like to eat leftover food, so Zhao Zhan made dishes that could be kept warm in crock jars.
Since Li Miao had nothing to do, she decided to steam some buns. Then, she placed the dishes that Zhao Zhan had made on the table and could not help but sigh. "I told Zhao Zhan this morning that I'll be around for lunch and he doesn't need to cook, but that man misses you too much. If you ask me, there's no man in our village who's better than Zhao Zhan."
Yue Jiaojiao pinched a bun in her hand and pursed her lips into a smile. "Zhao Zhan is very considerate."
"Li Miao, if you have nothing to do later, let's go shopping. Aren't we all building houses? We have to buy the furniture inside. Otherwise, we won't be able to move in if there's no furniture after the house is built."
"That's true. I'll cover the tofu first and we'll leave."
