Lin Yantao looked and saw that he managed to snag only a bowl of soup back after his trip, making him speechless.
"…" Qin Zigou said unblushingly, "Here's some soup to enrich the taste. Want some?"
Otherwise, it would be too plain to eat with just soy sauce and salt.
Not bothered by the fact that the soup was Shi Xiaoya's leftovers, Lin Yantao said decidedly, "Give me some."
Hence, Qin Zigou poured the soup in.
Having settled dinner, the two of them went to search for tents before night fell.
After nearly two hours, when the sky was already dark, Lin Yantao and Qin Zigou finally carried their tents back.
They set up their tents beside Han Zhuoling's.
Shi Xiaoya hurried over to help Qin Zigou and then Lin Yantao, like a little busy bee.
Han Zhuoling lowered his eyes, unable to stand the sight anymore, and went over to help them.
Shi Xiaoya was with the other crew for sleeping arrangements.
