Zheng Siqi and the other two returned, and the Robinson Crusoe Point had already steamed a new batch of cornbread. Everyone had eaten and was busy with their own affairs.
Only Kong Lijuan waited in the kitchen. Upon seeing Zheng Siqi, her eyes lit up, and she quickly stood up to lift the pot lid, "Brother Zheng, the cornbread is ready, come and eat!"
This "Brother Zheng" almost made the three of them faint. Dai Yifeng paused in his steps and looked at Zheng Siqi for a good laugh, seeing his face almost dripping with displeasure, he nearly choked himself.
Chen Dewen, with a mischievous attitude, also said, "Brother Zheng, hurry up, the cornbread will get cold soon!"
Zheng Siqi glared at him. Kong Lijuan's little thoughts had been seen through, leaving her both shy and full of expectation, standing like a young wife by the stove, her face as red as an autumn persimmon, uneasily twisting her fingers.
