"Yeah!" Luo Jinhao also played along, feigning a mournful face, "Everything was fine before, but yesterday he suddenly stopped bartering vegetables. What's he going to do with such a big garden of vegetables? He's a loner, can he even eat it all?"
From inside the house, Jiang Xingye's voice echoed with barely suppressed anger, "Mouse, you looking for trouble? Get in here!"
Luo Jinhao suddenly shrugged, putting on a scared expression.
Xu Qinghuan thought for a moment before following him inside. As she passed by the water tank, she scooped up some water, washed a tomato, and took a bite. It was sweet and tangy, absolutely delicious.
She took another big bite, eating a bit aggressively, and suddenly choked.
With one hand against the wall and the other holding the tomato, Xu Qinghuan looked slightly embarrassed and a bit awkward.
Jiang Xingye quickly came out of the house, handing her a clean towel, his hand lifted as if to pat her back, but it fell back, restrained.
