"Bro, are you okay?"
Before long, Xizhu ran in from outside.
He was still holding a hoe in his hand.
"What could happen, just a few hooligans."
Lin Yifan said with a smile.
"As long as you're okay, I already talked to Jiufeng last night, and she didn't have any objections. She even cooked personally this morning and prepared a table of dishes for you. Let's go back and eat."
Xizhu didn't give Lin Yifan a chance to argue and pulled him away.
"But I should at least wash my face first."
Lin Yifan said, feeling somewhat awkward.
He knew that this time, what they would be eating wasn't just a meal.
"We have water at my place too. Hurry back, Jiufeng's at home and anxious."
Xizhu didn't give him any time.
Amidst the pushing and shoving, Lin Yifan could only helplessly say goodbye to his mother and be dragged to Xizhu's house.
The two houses weren't far apart. Pushing open the metal gate, a large elm tree in the small courtyard stood conspicuously.
