Dusk fell, and those staying at the gas station began their dinner. The main dish was roasted meat and baked mantou slices, mouthwatering and filling, complemented with two big pots of appetizing hot and sour soup made by Yu Wanxi and Ye Jing, containing egg drops and dried vegetables. After the roasted meat and mantou, a bowl of this soup made one utterly content.
Outside, people ate with gusto. Everyone, in groups of three or five, conversed in lowered voices. The good meal clearly lifted everyone's spirits and lightened the atmosphere of the camp a bit.
Tian Xinyue had wanted to eat with Han Jiaojiao, but seeing her seated with Han Yi, her heart sank a little, and she didn't dare approach. Han Yi's anger was still vivid in her mind, so after some thought, Tian Xinyue decided to give up, turning instead to join Yu Wanxi and Ye Jing for dinner.
