Hao Ren's initially firm attitude softened after these words.
Xu Gui walked ahead in a huff, while he followed behind in silence, watching Xu Gui buy some pan-fried buns. Listening to him chat with Grandpa Pang, it sounded like they were quite familiar with each other in the transactions.
"Grandpa, add some chili sauce on the side, and also some preserved vegetables and cold enoki mushrooms," he said.
Grandpa Pang laughed, "Alright! That's the way the little girl eats!"
The fragrance of the pan-fried buns wafted into his nose, mixed with the smell of pancakes and the aroma of fried sauce drifting from somewhere unknown. It had a scent of ordinary city life, so mundane that it was often overlooked, yet when remembered in a fleeting moment, it felt extraordinarily precious.
The essence of life was in every meal and grain.
