Lin Wan Yi carried the lunchbox that had been secretly "seasoned" and walked out of the cafeteria calmly under a cloud of complicated glances.
Gu Ning in her arms seemed to smell the aroma of meat, sniffing the air with his little nose, smacking his little lips, and then fell back into a deep sleep.
Back at the quiet little building, Gu Lan was sitting angrily on the stone bench in the courtyard.
"Sister-in-law! That Liu Meiqin is so hateful! If it weren't for those two comrades coming quickly, I would've...!" She waved her small fists, her face full of indignation.
Wang Guihua brought out a basin of warm water from the house, deftly wrung out a towel, and handed it to Lin Wan Yi to wipe her hands.
"You kids, don't get so worked up." Wang Guihua glanced at Gu Lan, her tone calm yet weighty. "Arguing with such people demeans yourself."
