Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

At noon, the play had just finished rehearsing and it was time for lunch.

Behind the stage is the dressing room, through which is where they sleep, and to the right is the dining hall, which is tightly enclosed. The air is a bit stuffy in summer, and the busy and sweaty martial artists and actors prefer to pull up a stool and sit down to eat under the spacious and ventilated stage. Some are more casual and just sit on the stairs on both sides and eat voraciously.

The female members of the family sat in the dining hall properly, eating in groups of three or four.

At this time, there were only Erdi and the boss in the dressing room. There were three meals in front of them. The boss was on a day off today and had spent the whole morning counting the bills. He simply brought the lunch here at noon and ate while looking at the account book.

He took a bite of the dish, but found that the food on the plate was hardly touched, and the owner was a little confused.

So he put down the account book in his left hand and looked at Erdi, but found that he ate very slowly, only ate white rice, and rarely took any dishes.

He chewed a few times, swallowed the food in his mouth, and then carefully looked at Erdi's face and said:

"Are you feeling unwell? Did your asthma flare up from that fight this morning?"

Erdi took a deep breath, came back to her senses, put aside those distracting thoughts, and smiled at him:

"It's okay, let's eat."

As he spoke, he finally took a bite of food and began to eat faster.

The boss was a little confused, but he was busy, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He took out the account book and started counting while eating.

At this time, a brisk sound of footsteps accompanied by a pleasant jingle came from behind them. Erdi paused with her fingers picking up the food, and as if to vent her anger, she turned the tip of her chopsticks and picked up a large piece of meat.

"Wow." The curtain was lifted.

"Eating."

The two looked up when they heard the sound.

It was Jingzhi, the smiling Jingzhi.

She was holding a package in her hand, and she smiled, leaning close to the owner and said:

"Did you leave any food for me? Sorry I'm back late."

The boss glanced at the package in her hand, thinking she was out shopping again, and didn't pay much attention. He just pointed to the untouched meal on the table and said jokingly:

"I'm keeping it. You were the one who brought this dish back today. How can I not leave a portion for you, such a great contributor?"

Jingzhi held the bag in one hand and scratched his head with the other:

"Hey, then I'll put the food down and come out to eat."

"Well, let's go."

The boss waved the account book and buried his head in taking a bite of rice. Erdi was silent the whole time, just eating silently, and her speed was getting faster and faster.

Jingzhi looked at him strangely, then walked to the shed at the back to put the things away, and then returned to the table.

The three of them were speechless for a moment. The only sounds on the table were the soft clinking of dishes and chopsticks, and the rustling of the teacher turning pages from time to time.

The air was eerily quiet. Jingzhi shifted her hips and glanced at Erdi, who was almost done eating. She took a deep breath, picked up a piece of vegetable with chopsticks and put it in his bowl, smiling brightly at him:

"Eating some greens is good for your health."

Erdi paused her chopsticks, but the owner laughed awkwardly:

"Erdi doesn't like vegetables. Here, we have stir-fried beef for lunch today..."

Before he finished speaking, he pushed the plate of beef towards Jingzhi and winked at her secretly.

Jingzhi was stunned when she saw the dish of beef. She murmured:

"Don't you eat beef?"

Erdi's calm eyes suddenly turned cold:

“…I’ll eat.”

"..."

Looking at his face without a single wrinkle, Jingzhi was a little stunned.

Yes, he is no longer a Taoist priest in this life.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Jingzhi turned his chopsticks and picked up another piece of beef for him:

"Then you eat."

"...If I want to eat, I'll pick it up myself." He said as he ate and quickly finished the food in the bowl.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his mouth gently, and said to the host:

"I'm going to take a break."

After saying that, he stood up, without even looking at the two of them, and lifted the curtain and left.

Jingzhi glanced at his bowl of rice. He had eaten it all, including the vegetables, except for the piece of beef she had picked up.

"..."

She glanced at the class owner suspiciously.

The class owner smiled awkwardly, somewhat puzzled:

"Maybe he just ate too much meat and is full."

"..."

Back room.

Erdi walked across the corridor and passed Jingzhi's small bed. Just as she was about to turn around and go behind the screen, she saw a package on the bed out of the corner of her eye. The cloth was tied roughly and was half loose.

He stopped at the foot of Jingzhi's bed and stood there for a few seconds. Then, as if possessed by a magic trick, he stretched out two fingers and slowly lifted a corner. When he saw what was inside, he quickly covered it back. The force was a bit too strong, and the hairpin slipped out a little, but he didn't even look at it again.

He just pursed his lips, quickly returned to his couch, lay flat, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, he laughed again.

The hairpin is a token of love. In just half a day, have they reached this point?

Just as I was thinking about it, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside.

"Jingzhi, I specially bought you an extra portion of meat. Eat more. You look so thin."

Erdi was a little stunned. This voice... was Agui.

He turned around silently, with his back to the screen, but his ears pricked up involuntarily.

"...Here, no need, just eat it yourself. Also, don't have any illusions about me, I already have someone I like."

The chopsticks in Agui's hand fell to the table with a clang. He looked extremely ugly and walked out quickly with the plate of beef.

The class owner looked gossipy: "Jingzhi, which young man do you like? Is he handsome? I've never heard you say it."

Jingzhi smiled:

"The guy I like is very handsome and has good skills."

Erdi inside secretly curled her lips.

How could she actually appreciate Liang Zan's mediocre kung fu?

How... short-sighted.

He cleared his throat:

"The sun is shining brightly, take my quilt out to dry in the sun."

Jingzhi was stunned for a moment. She turned back to look at the blue curtain at the door of the inner room, as if she wanted to see inside:

"...Now? I'm eating."

"going or not?"

His voice was a little low, and Jingzhi could sense a hint of coldness in it. Her eyelids drooped and tears welled up in her eyes.

She bowed her head tightly, closed her eyes for a few seconds, and then slowly stood up.

Just as she was about to go in, her sleeve was pulled by the class owner. She curled her lips:

"...I'm fine. You can eat after you come back from drying the quilt."

At this time, someone spoke again:

"After you dry the quilt, get me a bucket of hot water. I had a fight this morning and I need a shower."

The boss slammed the table and stood up:

"Erdi, you!"

Jingzhi pulled him back as he was about to rush into the house and slowly shook her head:

"It's all trivial. You can eat. I'm full too."

After saying that, she turned around with a cold face and went into the inner room.

The boss looked at the bowl of rice that had just been taken a few bites of and sighed helplessly.