A new dish was prepared, brought to the offering table by Big White Rat.
When the table before them appeared, Su Luo and Qing'an each took a bite with their chopsticks.
Su Luo: "It's indeed more delicious."
Big White Rat: "Hehehe!"
Qing'an: "It shows that the rat wasn't putting much effort before."
Big White Rat: "..."
...
The next morning, Li Zhiyuan woke up before dawn.
The days of extreme fatigue finally caught up with him, and suddenly having a day of rest felt rather strange.
It seems that adjusting his biological clock will take some time.
He carried a basin to the terrace water jar to freshen up.
Alii came up the stairs.
Li Zhiyuan wiped his face with a towel, looked at the girl, and felt she was as fresh as the morning dew.
Seeing the boy back to his early routine made Alii smile.
She wasn't worried about his health, knowing the boy had a purpose, indicating his goals had been achieved.
The boy and the girl sat on the wicker chairs and began playing chess.
