Happy to return home.
Si Wuxie was probably too hungry; he was sitting in the living room drinking water and eating pickled vegetables.
Seeing Xiang Baobei carrying rice and holding a bucket back, he hurriedly put down the pickled vegetables, and his gaze was rather strange, probably wondering where Xiang Baobei got the money to buy rice and vegetables, since she said she had none.
But no matter how curious he was, he didn't ask.
Xiang Baobei proudly raised her chin.
Thinking to herself, if you don't ask, I won't say; let's see how long you can hold back from asking!
She entered the kitchen, humming a tune, washing rice, washing vegetables, and even started cleaning fish!
Buying these things with money she earned herself felt especially gratifying!
Meanwhile, Si Wuxie, whose stomach seemed to grow a black hole from hunger, quietly sat alone in the living room waiting.
About forty minutes later, the fragrant white rice was ready!
