Guarding The Memorial Hall, a day's time passed by quickly.
Night fell, and right at mealtime Sun Qian came over.
"Zhang Xiaowei, I brought you some food."
As she spoke, Sun Qian took some bowls of food out of the bag she was carrying.
Zhang Xiaowei's gaze swept over them, and he was shocked to find a roast chicken among the dishes.
"Village head, thank you for your kindness. But we couldn't possibly accept such generosity from you—please take these dishes back for yourself."
Upon seeing the quality of the food Sun Qian brought, Li Hongmei felt quite embarrassed.
Although Zhang Xiaowei was well aware of the situation, he still pretended to be surprised and asked, "Village head, where did you get this roast chicken?"
At these words, Sun Qian became nervous unconsciously.
"I bought it, don't ask so many questions, hurry up and eat."
After saying this, Sun Qian immediately ran to offer incense to the two deceased.
