After finishing a seemingly challenging dinner, Yang Chen and Lin Ruoxi left the crayfish restaurant. The night market air was filled with the aroma of various snacks, but both of them had no room left in their stomachs to try anything else.
Lin Ruoxi surveyed the surrounding shops and asked, "Where can we buy medicine for Wang Mama?"
"There isn't any on this street; we have to go two streets over," replied Yang Chen.
"Why did we come here for dinner then?" Lin Ruoxi was a bit displeased; wasting time was not something she considered favorable.
Scratching his head, Yang Chen smiled, "I didn't think much about it; I just suddenly wanted to eat crayfish and came here."
Lin Ruoxi gave him a disapproving look and was about to walk to the parking area when Yang Chen grabbed her.
"Let's not drive there; let's walk. Consider it a post-dinner stroll for digestion, just two miles, very convenient," suggested Yang Chen.
