"Honey, are you guys using helmets to eat hot pot in the wild?"
"It's not as good as hot pot. It's just us using a metal lunch box filled with water in the wild, cooking some wild vegetables and luncheon meat. Mine tastes the best because I know how to fish, and I use milky fish soup to cook it."
Yu Minglang also diverted the topic, and Balan put away his contradictory thoughts, reminiscing with Yu Minglang about some amusing incidents from back then.
Qian sat with them for about ten minutes, and feeling the timing was right, she made an excuse to take the beauty home for dinner, letting the male store manager drive her back, leaving space for these old friends reuniting after a long time.
Yu Minglang first chatted with Balan about the strange stories from those years. Although only a few years had passed, it felt like half a lifetime when they talked about it.
After a while, Balan shifted the topic, speaking with a hint of envy.
