"Today seems to be Kitchen God's Day," Zhou Li said.
"What do we eat for Kitchen God's Day?" Huai Xu asked.
"Rice soaked in fish soup!"
"It seems like we don't eat anything specific," Zhou Li thought for a moment, "and we also need to clean."
"We eat rice soaked in fish soup!"
"That's miserable, starving all day and still having to work," Huai Xu shook his head. "Thank goodness we're out here and didn't go back."
"What I mean is there isn't anything specific we need to eat, not that we don't eat anything at all," Zhou Li explained, while quietly observing Huai Xu's expression. "At least, that's how we do it."
"The New Year is almost here," Huai Xu remarked.
"Yes..."
It really was rather late now.
Especially since they were more than four thousand kilometers away from Yan City. The full journey on the highway would take over forty hours. If they didn't drive day and night without stopping, it would take at least three days.
