Li Weiwei ultimately did not go on the blind date.
He firmly refused, and Li the Cook couldn't force him to drink water by holding his head down, could he?
Li Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, but recently, his grandparents had been giving him the cold shoulder, making him feel like he had to tiptoe around the house every day. He left early and returned late, but this routine of coming and going actually allowed him to notice something interesting.
Hmm, it had nothing to do with finding a partner.
Instead, it was about setting up a small street stall. Ever since the uncle who used to fry dough sticks on their street moved away, no one in their alley had taken up the business. His father, Yang Lixin, had always considered it, but in these times, giving up a stable job to do something like that was seen as shameful.
Even Li the Cook didn't agree, and Yang Lixin was torn inside.
