"Just now, the guy guarding our district took out a pack of instant noodles. I wonder if..."
The skinny old man looked at Jiang He. Clearly, the gatekeeper had already told him that the instant noodles were given by Jiang He.
Since it was taken from Jiang He's hand, it was naturally assumed that Jiang He was the one calling the shots in this group.
"Uncle Zhang, I think the food they're eating looks quite good too."
Although it can't be kept for long, they could buy it and eat it immediately.
It's been such a long time since anyone had a bite of hot food.
The skinny old man did not refute the young man behind him and gave Chu Jiangyue's group a smile, the meaning couldn't be clearer.
"Want a meal?"
Chu Jiangyue looked at the skinny old man.
"It's tough for everyone, supporting each other when out and about. If there's anything you want, we can trade if we have it."
The skinny old man looked at Chu Jiangyue, the only one speaking.
