"What do you all want for dinner?"
Lin Jie turned his head to look at Lin Miao and Li Ting, who had just gotten into the car and were tirelessly discussing which wig looked better, and had to interrupt them.
Lin Miao adjusted her long straight wig, shook her head, and asked, "Brother, does it look good? I want something delicious for dinner."
Li Ting hurriedly added, "I spent the morning helping you move, and shopped so much in the afternoon that my legs are like noodles. I'm so weak now, I need to recharge. I want a big dinner."
"You two little foodies!"
Muttered Lin Jie, who then started the car.
He suddenly remembered a place to eat, the unassuming little restaurant where An Weize once treated him to a meal, which had genuinely flavorful local food.
During the National Day holiday, the crowd in Binhai City was not the usual number. Lin Jie estimated it took him nearly an hour longer than usual to get to the restaurant.
