Du Yue had a good memory, so she naturally remembered this. "If you give it to me, what will you use for yourself?"
"I still have one more." Du Yue did not reject the gift and accepted it. "Thank you. I've just started the fire. I was going to bring you some charcoal."
"Alright!" He Xing agreed, but he had no intention of going in. He just waited at the door. Seeing him like this, Du Yue's lips curled up as she went back to her bedroom with the range hood. Du Yue immediately took out a metal bucket from her interspace. The metal bucket was filled with burning charcoal. Du Yue handed the bucket to He Xing. "You don't have to bring the bucket back to me immediately," she said.
"Sure, I'll return it to you tomorrow."
After the two of them said their goodbyes, they returned to their respective homes.