The two were eating and chatting, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
At that moment, they saw Liu Daqiang walking towards them.
He was carrying a sack in his left hand, filled with collected plastic bottles and cardboard boxes.
In his other hand was a plastic bag, containing something unknown.
"Try these apples."
Liu Daqiang handed over the plastic bag, which contained four apples, all of a very ordinary variety.
In Lin Yi's memory, he only ate them when he was very poor as a child.
"Grandpa, we don't need them, you take them back."
"I have a job now, and I can afford them, so try them."
"Your situation..."
"Thank you, Grandpa, this variety should be quite tasty."
Lin Yi picked up an apple, casually wiped it, and took a bite.
"It tastes really good; I haven't had this in many years."
Liu Daqiang chuckled.
"I knew this apple would be tasty, I especially bought it for you."
"It's too much, just one each is enough for us, you take the other two back."
