"Isn't that a bit embarrassing?" Chen Mo directly stuffed the money into the guy's shirt pocket. "Of course, you have to pay for a meal."
The round-faced guy took the money out again, left one bill, and handed the remaining four back to Chen Mo. "Even if you pay, that's too much. Come on in and have a seat."
Chen Mo followed the guy into the courtyard. This courtyard was quite different from those in the north, relatively more comfortable in layout, and both the courtyard walls and eaves were more exquisite.
There was a table set up in the courtyard. Although he didn't know why they were eating outside, Chen Mo respected the local customs and stood by the table waiting for the host.
The guy ran inside, and Chen Mo could faintly hear murmuring sounds in the local dialect, not understanding a single word. Then a family of four came out of the house.
Two elderly people, two men.
"Please sit down, guest. Jianhong already mentioned it, we'll just add an extra pair of chopsticks."
