Chen Mengyi waved her hand, "I'm not eating. Teacher Zhou said, once you arrive, we'll visit the school's cafeteria and classrooms together at noon, and we'll go out to eat for lunch and dinner."
"Take it." Chiang Xiao pushed the snacks back into her hand, and Chen Mengyi thanked her and took them.
Duan Qingqing looked at Meng Donghai, who was practicing boxing in the courtyard, and pursed her lips.
Old Man Meng practiced boxing every morning without fail, come rain or shine, throughout the past year.
His health had clearly been declining before, especially when it got cold and windy, always complaining of discomfort here and there. But somehow, over the past year, he had become more spirited and started practicing boxing early every morning.
Duan Qingqing saw this and naturally felt uncomfortable.
Old thing, why just won't he die?
Of course, she would never dare to say that in front of Meng Chaojun.
