Xiao Furen left the village, but after a moment's thought, he turned back. He walked to his front door and, seeing that no one was around, opened it, went inside, and came out carrying a cloth sack.
The pig-feed-like meal he'd made for himself yesterday had left him feeling nauseous, making him miss that girl, Li Yuansi, all the more. 'Since I have nothing better to do anyway,' he thought, 'why not take a stroll over to Li Family Village? If I happen to run into her, I remember she said she'd treat me to a meal. I can't just brush off her offer; I'll definitely have to go eat at her place.' But he wasn't shameless enough to show up empty-handed. Besides, that wouldn't be good for his long-term prospects. So, he had specifically turned back to grab a bag of rice.
He hefted the bag. It felt like it was about ten jin, which should count as a generous gift.
