Luckily, Zhang Xiaowei didn't come in; he just asked for instant noodles first. Otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble he'd bring.
Zhu Fang breathed a sigh of relief and then asked with a smile, "What flavor do you want?"
"Whatever, maybe braised beef."
Zhang Xiaowei just wanted to fill his stomach, he wasn't picky.
Zhu Fang wasn't shy either and handed it to him directly.
Zhang Xiaowei took out his phone to pay.
Zhu Fang quickly refused, saying, "It's fine, consider it on the house. You've brought so many benefits to our village. It's just a few packs of noodles. Anytime you want something, just come over; it's always free from me."
At that moment, Liang Jing, who was sitting nearby, slowly stood up and said to Zhu Fang, "Xiao Fang, I won't be chatting with you today. I'm heading back."
Hearing this, Zhu Fang was overjoyed inside but showed reluctance on her face.
"Sister Jing, what's the rush, chat a little longer."
Liang Jing shook her head and went out the door.
