From Feng City to Beijing, taking the high-speed train is quite a long trip.
They set out in the morning and didn't arrive until it was almost time for dinner. They had to eat lunch on the train.
Prepared meals on trains are never too delectable, but they were lucky to have Jing Qiao.
The backpack that Song Boyuan had been carrying earlier was filled with meal boxes, all prepared by Jing Qiao.
"Wow, omurice! I love Auntie," Zhao Xiaole exclaimed with joy upon seeing the cartoon lunchbox filled with tomato sauce-adorned omurice.
If Su Lu didn't feel that she should maintain some decorum, she would have wanted to shout out her love for Xiao Qiao too.
Because... this girl was so virtuous she even made braised dishes for the lunchboxes! Braised dishes, oh, braised dishes!
It was simply delightful. Su Lu was very tired and fell asleep quickly after eating.
