Since Wen Yanqing did not have any event to attend, Lin Gantang's plan to freeload on food was dashed.
She sighed and told Wen Yanqing to go back to her dad's house for dinner. Wen Yanqing got the answer from her expression and fell silent. "You said during the New Year that Uncle only cooks once or twice a year."
It was already more than twice, right?
"He's retired now." Lin Gantang sighed. "So he's has time."
They both fell silent.
"Forget it. Let my brother eat more." Lin Gantang found the person who would pick up the slack.
Seeing that it was still early, Lin Gantang dragged Wen Yanqing to the mall.
Lin Gantang didn't have anything she wanted to buy, but when she saw the dazzling array of things, she felt that everything was useful.
The bags looked good, and matched her clothes. The shoes looked nice as well, and they matched her dress.
