With the television, everyone was quite intrigued, and they left later than usual, not leaving until about six o'clock.
On the way back, Xiaocui was also curious about what was in Shen Mianmian's black bag.
"Mianmian, what's in this bag of yours?"
Through the black bag, she could only see that the contents looked like bricks, block by block, yet they didn't seem very heavy. She also noticed that every time Shen Mianmian went to the toilet, she'd take something from the black bag.
"You better not ask or look, that stuff is precious, and she won't tell you what it is," Lu Siyuan spoke with a mocking tone, clearly still remembering the city incident.
Shen Mianmian rolled her eyes, "We're in our village now, you better get going!"
Lu Siyuan huffed and walked away without any hint of reluctance.
As the two often bickered, Xiaocui was used to it. Still, considering Lu Siyuan's words, she added, "Mianmian, I was just asking casually, it's okay if it's inconvenient for you to say."