Saturday noon, Chen Bin and Hao Wenjing, along with her daughter, arrived at a restaurant near the Provincial Committee Party School.
Hao Wenjing laughed and said, "County Magistrate Chen, you're really too polite, insisting on treating us to a meal."
Chen Bin replied very seriously.
"This isn't just about being polite. If it weren't for your father living so far away, I would have invited him out today as well. Without you back then, I might not be alive today!"
Hearing this, Kong Shiyu puffed up her little pink cheeks and said.
"No way, that meal is too cheap for you, I want ten meals!"
Knocking her on the head, Hao Wenjing laughed and said.
"Eat that much, and you'll become a little pig."
The little girl pouted, not conceding at all.
"A little pig is fine, I'll pack some to take back to grandpa too!"
Hearing this, Chen Bin also laughed directly.
"Ten meals are too few. In the future, whenever we eat together, I'll cover the bill. How about that?"
