Xie Qingci felt a bit depressed.
What he really wanted to say was, "This activity is a scam; don't write letters to others when I'm not here."
But the program team hurried him away, and in the end, he said nothing, just sighed at Yu Xia and staggered out the courtyard gate.
Yu Xia was a bit puzzled.
After tidying up the dishes, she found herself bored staying alone, so she went out for a stroll and happened to run into Lan Hui who came looking for her.
A round face with a bun hairstyle, looking at her on the road with a face full of grievances, while a group of ducks ran by, quacking.
"...Something up?" After the ducks passed, she approached and asked.
Lan Hui sighed, "Can you believe it, all six of us can't cook on a wood-fired stove."
"So what did you eat?"
Lan Hui sighed again, "We tried to cook porridge, but added too little water and ended up with a pot of sticky rice mush. What did you eat?"
