April 30th, morning.
Zhou Li was woken up by Huai Xu. By that time, Zhang Hao had already put on his clothes and shoes and was standing by the bed, stamping his feet. Zhou Li sharply noticed that Zhang Hao was wearing a pair of old shoes; he remembered that during their high school days, these guys had always valued shoes more than their faces. It seemed he really had plenty of experience.
Zhang Hao was talking to Huai Xu, "What time did you go to sleep last night, buddy?"
"Didn't keep track."
"Impressive. I got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night and saw your phone screen was still on. That's pretty hardcore."
"Just average…"
Zhou Li also quietly got dressed and out of bed. He neatly folded his quilt and then went downstairs.
Breakfast was already prepared. The two elderly people and the three girls were sitting at the table eating. Nearby were hoes, seeds, fertilizer, and a watering can. Zhou Li inexplicably felt like he was about to head to the front lines.
