After the meal, Nuonuo grew sleepy and soon fell asleep. The two new friends then had a long chat and discovered their thoughts and hobbies were very similar, which brought them even closer. It turned out their core values were a perfect match.
It gets dark early in the winter, so Zhou Lian didn't keep her. After all, Zhang Hongying hadn't told her family where she was going, and they would worry. Zhang Hongying carried the bag Zhou Lian had insisted she take, humming a song happily all the way home.
Her home wasn't far from Zhou Lian's, just two or three alleyways away. Pushing open the door, she saw the house was full of people and froze for a moment. She didn't think much of it, simply handing the bag to her mother and saying happily, "Mom, my good friend gave me this. Let's cook it for dinner tonight!"
Zhang Hongguo, Zhang Hongying's eldest brother, cleared his throat and asked sternly, "Yingzi, where have you been? Why didn't you come home for lunch?"
