Chapter 911: Small Stove and Clarifications

Early the next morning, Wang Yan rose early as usual. His routine, maintained for a thousand years, remained disciplined. The morning air was rich with the natural essence of plants and trees; with every breath, he felt at one with nature. He loved the morning.

Even when performing at altitudes of two or three thousand meters, he had never stopped. Every morning, he would join the troops from various units for their morning exercises.

He had even sparred with some of them, and part of the respect he garnered came from this; the soldiers admired him greatly.

No soldier would think anything untoward. After all, Wang Yan's own father was a martyr, and after coming of age, Wang Yan had voluntarily enlisted. It was the organization's care that had placed him in the Art Troupe, not because Wang Yan had any subjective desire to be a deserter.

As the bugle calls for waking and morning exercises sounded one after another, the Art Troupe, which had been silent for the night, became lively once more.

The male and female soldiers all walked out, finding their respective units.

"Wang Yan, up so early again?" While still some distance away, Lin Dingding greeted Wang Yan enthusiastically, her voice loud enough to make people turn their heads.

"A day's plan starts in the morning, after all." Wang Yan nodded at her, responding with a smile.

Noticing the gazes of Little Xiao Balei and the others, as well as the unusual behavior of Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi, Wang Yan asked curiously, "What's wrong with you all? Why are you looking at me like that? Did a flower grow on my face?"

Lin Dingding giggled, lightly patting Wang Yan's arm, appearing slightly familiar: "You really did grow a flower on your face. You've been in the limelight so much lately, everyone is envious of you."

"Didn't you all finish being envious yesterday? Why be envious every single day?"

"You really are funny. Hurry up and get in line for the run."

Wang Yan sensed something was wrong, but he didn't understand what it was.

In the past, Hao Shuwen would inevitably trade a few barbs with him, and Xiao Suizi would always greet him. Today, Xiao Suizi's smile at him was forced, and Hao Shuwen glared at Wang Yan as if he owed her two hundred and fifty.

Moreover, both of them seemed listless, looking as if they hadn't rested well. This was so obvious that Wang Yan couldn't have missed it.

However, Wang Yan would not dwell on things he couldn't figure out in a moment, unless they concerned his life and livelihood.

He had the confidence to handle anything unusual; ordinary human affairs were just a splash of water to him. He believed the answer would find him on its own.

In truth, he knew clearly that the matter likely had something to do with Lin Dingding, but the connections were unclear to him. As for the specifics, he would understand after waiting for a while.

After morning exercises came the usual morning lessons—vocal warm-ups with "yi-ya-ya" sounds, and leg-stretching with "hu-hu-ha-hei." All morning, Wang Yan kept his mouth puffed out, practicing the "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix."

He hadn't put this skill down, and he had already made quite a bit of progress.

During morning lessons, Wang Yan hadn't been with the others. It wasn't until breakfast that he saw the female soldiers again. Lin Dingding was still as enthusiastic, greeting him, and Wang Yan responded with a chuckle.

Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi remained as they were in the morning, though they were trying their best to hide their unnaturalness.

It wasn't until the morning rehearsal that Wang Yan retreated to that storage room again, and Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi ran in.

"Open the door, why did you close it again?"

Wang Yan shook his head, walked over, and opened the door.

At this moment, Hao Shuwen sat on a stool, while Xiao Suizi sat right on the table.

Looking at Wang Yan, who was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, Hao Shuwen huffed: "You don't even care about appearances anymore, is there anything you still pay attention to regarding influence?"

"How come I don't understand what you mean?" Wang Yan looked innocent, and he was indeed innocent; he really didn't know what had happened.

Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi both stared at Wang Yan, wanting to see something from his expression, from his deep eyes.

But Wang Yan's expression was simply inscrutable; his eyes were as calm as an ancient well, and they could see nothing at all.

"Give you a hint," Xiao Suizi said. "Canned food!"

"And it's beef," Hao Shuwen added, sticking her neck out with a stubborn streak.

"Alright, your news is very well-informed. I haven't even given them to you yet, and you came over just by smelling the scent? They are all in the drawer." Wang Yan smiled and tilted his head, gesturing to Hao Shuwen.

The latter looked at Wang Yan with confusion, then looked at Xiao Suizi, and with a clatter, pulled open the solid wood drawer. She saw round cans stacked inside; at a rough glance, there were more than ten, filling the drawer.

Wang Yan hadn't taken too many cans, but there were over thirty. The troupe leaders were very enthusiastic, and there weren't many messy things in the army, so meat cans were practical. Basically, every troupe gave him three, four, or five cans.

He gave the truck driver and assistant some cans and cigarettes, and the two of them ate some on the road, so he brought back this many.

The comrade truck driver and assistant expressed his sincerest gratitude and said that for the next performance, Wang Yan must bring him along. It was just too good; he didn't lack food, drink, or smoke on the road, and at the same time, he could listen to Wang Yan's storytelling, and he was given quite a few things when they returned. This life—he wouldn't trade it even for an immortal's...

Xiao Suizi looked at Wang Yan in surprise: "So many?"

"Where did they come from?" Hao Shuwen asked immediately after.

"Comrade Hao Shuwen, you should learn from Comrade Xiao Suizi. Look, she doesn't ask. How many times have I said, don't always dig for the root of the matter."

"Don't try to distract me."

Wang Yan shook his head with amusement: "The troupe leaders gave them to me during the performance, along with cigarettes, tea, and so on. I gave Liu Feng and the others one can each when I got back, and the rest are here."

Xiao Suizi suddenly realized: "You didn't give any to Lin Dingding?"

"No. I'm not even close to her. If Lin Dingding has canned food in her hands, it must have been given by Liu Feng."

Now they understood. They looked at each other and laughed for no reason, their laughter filled with endless relief.

Hao Shuwen laughed: "Do you know what Lin Dingding said when she went back?"

"Don't tell me she said I gave them to her?"

"That's exactly what she said." Xiao Suizi was also laughing on the side; they were both laughing at Lin Dingding's clownish behavior.

"She even said it so convincingly. Haven't you seen how enthusiastic she's been toward you these past two days? She's taken a fancy to you. How about it, won't you consider it?" Hao Shuwen, on the contrary, began to tease Wang Yan.

"What's wrong with that? Lin Dingding is pretty, wouldn't it be nice to live a life with her? It's just a pity for Liu Feng; he has a sincere heart for Lin Dingding..."

Wang Yan didn't give Hao Shuwen, who was glaring, a chance to speak, and then, with a look of sudden realization, said: "I was wondering why your eyes looked so wrong when you looked at me this morning. So you were jealous. Oh my, two great beauties jealous for me, this really is...

I originally thought we had a pure revolutionary friendship, but I didn't expect you to covet my body..."

"Get out, get out, get out! Aren't you disgusting? Jealous, my foot. Suizi, eat the canned food. Will you help open them?"

Wang Yan couldn't help but shake his head and smile: "I've never seen anyone like you—eating my food, ordering me around, and not even saying anything good about me."

Although he said this, Wang Yan still went over to open the cans for them.

"I'm willing, what's it to you? Hurry up, we have to go back in a while."

Xiao Suizi took a can with a smile and laughed for no reason.

Seeing Wang Yan and Hao Shuwen looking at her like she was a fool, she laughed: "I was just thinking, I didn't expect Lin Dingding to be all about Officer Wu and Doctor Zhang on weekdays, but she actually went out of her way to get close to Wang Yan. If we also took canned food back and told Little Xiao Balei and the others that Wang Yan gave it to us, what kind of expression would Lin Dingding have?"

Hao Shuwen also thought of that scene and laughed, but she stopped laughing in an instant and said: "No, we'd better just pretend we don't know anything. I just want to see how else Lin Dingding can stir up trouble."

"You two are discussing it quite happily, didn't you consider the opinion of me, the person involved?"

"Keep your opinion to yourself; aren't you secretly hoping for it anyway?"

Hao Shuwen shook her head and said with a sigh: "I really didn't expect Lin Dingding to be this kind of person."

"Too calculating," Xiao Suizi agreed strongly.

Wang Yan listened to the two of them criticizing Lin Dingding's faults one after another, and he also felt it was quite interesting; after all, it was indeed beyond his expectations.

However, Lin Dingding's motive was not hard to guess.

Because she was someone who liked to be the focus, someone who liked to be chased by men, which made her the most dazzling existence in the Art Troupe. Every man in the Art Troupe in their twenties knew who Lin Dingding was.

In the past, Wang Yan had no interaction with Lin Dingding. It was only after he gradually started to show some performance that Lin Dingding began to have some conversations with him, following Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi.

Tracing back, to be precise, Lin Dingding's attitude toward him went from indifferent to relatively enthusiastic after he wrote a song. After the Political Department chief came over and he went on stage to tell stories, her enthusiasm became warmth. After he returned from his entire tour with the 14th Army, the warmth became intimacy.

Claiming that the canned food Liu Feng gave her was sent by him, Wang Mou, also happened on the night he returned yesterday.

Through this trajectory, one can see what Lin Dingding likes.

Yet Wang Yan didn't have anything special for Lin Dingding; they were just ordinary, familiar comrades-in-arms. The more he ignored her, the more she wanted to conquer him. She wanted to teach Wang Yan to bow down under her pomegranate skirt.

On the other hand, Wang Yan's current conditions were also quite good. He had no parents or relatives, just himself. The troupe leaders took care of him, and after going out for performances, leaders from various places would send him things. He was tall and sturdy, the type that grew on you, and he had the talent for writing books, telling stories, and writing songs. It was just four big words: a bright future.

Why do you ignore me? This was the portrayal of Lin Dingding's inner heart. If Wang Yan had also surrounded her like others, she wouldn't have had other thoughts, and might even have looked down on Wang Yan. Now, the more he ignored her, the more she couldn't get past that pride she had for men in her heart.

Of course, Lin Dingding wasn't stupid, because she didn't think that Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi had a better relationship with Wang Yan. From her perspective, no one would go to Wang Yan to verify it. And even if everyone talked about it inadvertently, Wang Yan would basically not deny that he sent the canned food, because that belonged to the signal Lin Dingding launched.

Even if it was exposed, she could still quibble. The canned food was sent by Liu Feng, and Liu Feng got it from Wang Yan, so didn't that mean it was given by Wang Yan? It was all a joke, and it would be glossed over with laughter, with no consequences.

Very tea-like, very calculating, scheming, but also possessing wisdom within...

Understanding the connections, Wang Yan didn't care. He looked at the two who were chattering and eating canned food with a smile: "I say, you two came here to hold me accountable?"

"What are you talking about, holding you accountable? Why are you so narcissistic? Shameless."

Hao Shuwen retorted immediately, saying, "We came here to confirm if the braised pork tonight is on."

"I have many merits, and keeping my word is the least flashy one. Do you know what it means for a promise to be worth a thousand gold? Don't go back after dinner, gather here."

"Then I'll eat less tonight. I'm telling you, if you dare to deceive us, you're dead."

"Look at Comrade Xiao Suizi, this is what a female comrade should look like. Who are you like? 'Damn it,' 'you're dead'—you have it on your lips all the time. You should learn more from Comrade Xiao Suizi."

"You two, really, it's hard if you don't bicker for a day." Xiao Suizi watched the fun.

"Just a foul mouth."

Hao Shuwen glared at Wang Yan, then sighed, "I just remembered, Chen Can looked for Suizi last night, saying he wanted to give her canned food, but Suizi didn't want it. Now that I think about it, the one he took wouldn't be the one you gave him, would it?"

Xiao Suizi had of course thought of this long ago, but she just didn't say it. She even found it funny when she thought about it—he was beaten up by Wang Yan, couldn't forget it, was angry and threw a tantrum at her, and in the blink of an eye, he accepted the meat cans Wang Yan gave to please her?

She nodded and said to Wang Yan: "It should be, right? Forget him, anyway I didn't want it, I don't want to bother with him."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "I gave them to everyone in the dormitory, one can each. But it's hard to say, after all, he is also a cadre's child, right?"

Hao Shuwen asked curiously: "Chen Can is also a cadre's child? What kind of cadre?"

"Not very clear, but he should be higher than your father's position, at the commander level."

"I really couldn't tell, he's quite low-key then? How do you know?"

"Coincidence. Alright, hurry up and eat yours."

Hao Shuwen didn't take it seriously at first, but seeing Xiao Suizi's "I knew it all along" expression, she felt something was wrong.

Because she thought of the wrongness at the dinner table that day, she had noticed it at the time; it was only after Wang Yan arrived that things changed. Now it seems, Xiao Suizi knew...

Amidst laughter and talk, the two finished their canned food, let Wang Yan handle the empty cans, and left after wiping their mouths clean.

Wang Yan closed the door and continued with his own business. He didn't care about Lin Dingding; after all, he had always been tolerant toward women, especially beautiful ones.

This tour performance had perfectly completed the mission, and it was foreseeable that he would have to continue such activities frequently in the future. This was the meaning of the Art Troupe's existence—to serve the vast number of soldiers.

Because of this, the Art Troupe had various special recruitments, selections, and so on, and their treatment was also higher than that of front-line soldiers. In this position, enjoying these treatments, naturally, one had to do more. Although Wang Yan was a freeloader before...

But he hadn't come then; it was a background arranged by his "living father." Now that he had come, he certainly wanted to do things.

So, on the basis of having "created" a song and showing his talent, having been to so many places this time and toured with an army unit for a full half-month, it was only natural for him to have some "realizations" to become the source of inspiration for his "creations."

So this time he had "realizations" again, and planned to hold them in for another month...

Understanding the truth, everything was back to normal by noon. Lin Dingding still invited Wang Yan to sit at the female soldiers' table, and Wang Yan gladly agreed, still sitting between Hao Shuwen and He Xiaoping, opposite Xiao Suizi, chatting and laughing with the female soldiers.

Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi seemed to have become observers, just watching Lin Dingding perform there, occasionally looking at Wang Yan, who was dealing with it without a trace and chatting happily with everyone, and revealing knowing smiles...

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was dinner time. Today, Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi collectively had no appetite, ate some food hastily, and left with the remaining food first.

Hao Shuwen even gave Wang Yan a look that said, "You're dead if you don't keep your word."

Wang Yan wasn't in a hurry, maintaining his usual speed, chatting and laughing with everyone as he finished a full box of food.

It was just that Liu Feng was a bit uncomfortable; no matter how slow he was, he could see that Lin Dingding had been smiling at Wang Yan a bit too much these past two days...

His thoughts couldn't escape Wang Yan's eyes, and he planned to find time to talk to Liu Feng again. Although he knew that if things developed normally, Liu Feng wouldn't die, it was always better to be sound.

After eating, Wang Yan washed his lunch box and didn't wait for anyone, wandering off alone, heading straight to the storage room. Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi were already waiting there, bored, flipping through the books Wang Yan had left there.

"Yo, why is the door closed today? Not afraid of bad influence anymore?"

"Look at what you're saying. Usually, I'm upright and honest. Today, although we aren't doing bad things, they aren't good things either; it wouldn't sound good if it got out. It would have a greater impact on your reputations than if we were caught in a room together. We have to weigh the importance, don't we?"

Hao Shuwen curled her lips: "Where's the meat?"

"In the cabinet, proper pork belly, with layers of fat and lean."

Hao Shuwen took a bag out of the cabinet, which contained two strips of pork belly, as well as meat from other parts, and various seasonings.

"So much? Must have cost a lot of money, right?" Xiao Suizi asked.

"Just eat it."

Looking at Wang Yan's generous and free-spirited appearance, Xiao Suizi laughed and asked the key question: "Do you know how to cook?"

"If I didn't know how to cook, wouldn't I have starved to death long ago?"

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot." Xiao Suizi waved her hands repeatedly.

"What's the big deal?" Wang Yan shook his head indifferently, seeing Xiao Suizi looking like she was about to cry, he was between laughter and tears, "Don't think so much, everyone has their own fate. It's been so many years, I've long been used to it."

Although he had once used this "parents both dead" background to win a lot of sympathy and played the role of a filial son many times, this time he really hadn't; it was just a casual remark. Perhaps Xiao Suizi's empathy was just stronger.

Hao Shuwen changed the subject: "Where are we going to cook? Braised pork needs to be stewed for a long time, right?"

"Of course, we're going to the kitchen squad. I've already talked to the quartermaster; we'll go when it gets dark, and there will definitely be no one in the kitchen. When the time comes, we'll close the door, keep the scent inside, and no one will know."

It was indeed true that no one knew; the scent of meat in the kitchen had already spread, originating from a large pot making gurgling sounds. The lights weren't turned on, and only a flashlight was taken, but it wasn't turned on either. The firelight from the stove reflected on the faces of Wang Yan, Hao Shuwen, and Xiao Suizi, with Wang Yan in the middle and the two women on either side.

"It smells fragrant just by the scent." Hao Shuwen took a deep breath of the braised pork's fragrance, quite intoxicated, "I really didn't expect you to be so good at cooking."

"Indeed, the scent alone makes one's index finger move." Xiao Suizi also offered the highest praise.

"This is nothing. Let me tell you, my specialty is stewing old hen. That's my family's ancestral craft, it can be considered medicinal food; it has ginseng, red dates... after... it's both highly nourishing and delicious."

"I'll pay, you find time to show us." Hao Shuwen slurped and swallowed her saliva.

"Then you'll have to wait. Do you think it's that easy to make?"

"If you can't make it, why are you talking nonsense? No, how long has it been? It should be ready, right?"

"Must wait for exactly forty-nine minutes. Suizi?"

"Oh, let me see." Xiao Suizi turned on the flashlight and shone it on the small watch on her wrist, "Five more minutes. Hey, Wang Yan, how did you get the quartermaster to agree?"

"Must have sent gifts," Hao Shuwen asserted.

"Why do you speak so harshly? The quartermaster is such a good person. I helped him solve some problems. His wife was giving birth and didn't have enough milk, so I got him some milk powder, found an old hen, and found some crucian carp. The quartermaster didn't take it for nothing; he insisted on giving me money, and I didn't stand on ceremony with him. This was all before the performance. Yesterday, when I told him I wanted to use the kitchen, he agreed directly."

"You had premeditated this," Xiao Suizi laughed, "but you plotted well."

"It's really that I haven't been eating well. Think about it, I practice martial arts every day, I'm not short, and I have a body full of muscles, so the consumption is high. Eating cabbage and radishes every day, radishes and cabbage, without any oil, it's just not enough. Even without you two, I was planning to open a small stove."

"Good for you, wanting to eat alone behind our backs. You still talk about the friendship of revolutionary comrades every day; there's no friendship at all. What kind of look is that? If I hadn't brought it up, would you have eaten alone?"

"I didn't refuse, did I? Why are you always picking fights? No, are you eating or not? If not, go guard the door."

"You go guard the door. I'll kill you." Hao Shuwen went straight for him.

Amidst the laughter, five minutes passed. Lifting the lid, a burst of fragrance rushed toward them. Taking a deep breath, it made all thirty-six thousand pores expand happily. Taking a spoon to fill the lunch boxes, Wang Yan had an empty lunch box, while they both had some millet rice left.

Immediately, the three of them squatted on the kitchen floor and ate with gusto.

"Delicious." Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi gave the evaluation in unison.

Wang Yan also felt it himself; it was actually a bit bland, but overall it was very good—soft, tender, smooth, fragrant, and sweet. After all, his own cooking skills had reached level four, and braised pork was a classic dish. He mastered various secret recipes, so it wasn't hard to make it taste good.

The three of them ate very happily. Although Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi were women, they were not inferior to men when it came to eating meat. A pot of nearly four pounds of meat, with a few eggs added, was actually eaten clean, with nothing left.

Using the kitchen's tap water, they wiped their mouths clean. Hao Shuwen washed the three lunch boxes, while Xiao Suizi rinsed the pot. Wang Yan lit a cigarette and leaned against the wall to smoke.

"So fragrant." Hao Shuwen was lazy and casual after a full meal, "Wang Yan, wait until tomorrow, I'll give you all my money, and you buy some more next time. Eating so well today, I feel desperate just thinking about cabbage and radishes tomorrow."

"Mine too," Xiao Suizi strongly seconded.

"Don't give it all to me, keep some for yourselves. Meat is delicious, but it's expensive."

"Hmm?" Wang Yan's straightforward response made Hao Shuwen a bit confused, "No, you really want it? At least be polite."

"Why should I put on airs? I can manage to treat you once, but I can't bear it if it's too much. This meal of ours is four pounds of meat; you can't buy it even with money. Besides, don't I have to save money to get married? I have no father, no mother, no relatives to help me, so I have to be careful myself.

Look at my wrists, they're still empty, and there's no sign of a watch, bicycle, or radio yet, so I can't spend all my money on food. If my parents knew, they'd jump up and curse me for being a spendthrift. Besides, I'm embarrassed not to take it, and you'd be embarrassed not to give it, since you're the one who eats the most."

"Yo, still thinking about getting married? What kind are you looking for?"

"Looking for one who doesn't want money, can support me, gives me money to spend every day, and gives me meat to eat. Can handle the parlor, can handle the kitchen, and I don't do anything, just being a master all day."

Xiao Suizi laughed and teased: "Then go back to sleep early, everything is in your dreams."

"You have to dare to think and dare to do. What if someone is willing? Like Lin Dingding?"

Hao Shuwen curled her lips in disdain: "Keep dreaming. If it were really someone like Lin Dingding, you'd be exhausted for the rest of your life."

Originally, her relationship with Lin Dingding was quite good. After all, in the nineties, Lin Dingding had long since gone abroad, and they still kept in touch, and Lin Dingding even sent her photos. But now, it was clearly not very good. It wasn't anything else, just that Hao Shuwen simply felt Lin Dingding was too calculating, and that was that...

Xiao Suizi nodded on the side; she strongly agreed with Hao Shuwen's view. Everyone knew Lin Dingding's vanity. She asked with a smile: "You don't really have a crush on Lin Dingding, do you?"

"I don't want to bring trouble upon myself either." Wang Yan changed the subject, "I have to go back and persuade Liu Feng. He's such a good person, why is he so stubborn about Lin Dingding? No matter what I say, he won't listen."

"Lin Dingding is so attractive to men. Liu Feng is silly, so sincere, it's normal. Listening to you, you've persuaded him before?"

"That wasn't the time we performed for the training troops... wasn't that when Suizi fell behind and caught up? Just a few sentences before that, I was still persuading him there. Who knew it would have no effect at all."

Liu Feng's matter wasn't a secret; everyone wasn't stupid, and everyone could see it. Only Liu Feng thought he loved deeply and others didn't know, but there was nothing bad to say about it.

Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi had no extra expression. They both agreed that Liu Feng was looking for suffering himself; if one doesn't save oneself, it's hard for others to save them. But Wang Yan was like a nanny, so he still had to struggle a bit to save him.

"Hey, I'm very curious about one thing. You two must tell me tonight, otherwise I won't be able to sleep." Hao Shuwen ended the topic of Liu Feng and said so.

"What is it?"

"I just want to know what's going on with Chen Can?"

Xiao Suizi laughed and said: "Didn't I tell you? It's just that he was throwing a tantrum at me."

"Definitely not." Hao Shuwen looked like she had everything under control, and she said, "I saw it that day. Originally, Chen Can, Zhu Ke, and the others were quite active and at least said a few words, but as soon as you came, they all went silent. It must have something to do with you."

Wang Yan looked at Xiao Suizi, and seeing she had no expression, he smiled: "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that morning... at that time, I went 'ka-ka-ka' and dealt with them both in three or two strokes, and then I said... But I didn't go too hard, and they'd be fine after a couple of days. Since then, they've all been honest, and now the hygiene is very good."

"Oh, then I understand. Then Chen Can didn't dare to get angry at you, fearing you'd beat him again, and Suizi went to care about him, so she became his punching bag. Then how did Suizi know?"

"At that time, I was very sad, so I ran to the storage room where he was staying to hide and cry. At that time, I was bumped into by him, and he told me the ins and outs of the matter." Xiao Suizi explained to Hao Shuwen herself; there was no need for secrecy anymore.

If she didn't say it, Hao Shuwen would definitely chase her and ask about everything, and wouldn't stop until she understood. The three of them were secretly opening a small stove now, so the small group relationship was naturally even better.

"I said so, how did you get so familiar with him all of a sudden? So it was all here." Hao Shuwen suddenly realized. After holding it in for so long, the mystery that made her toss and turn was finally clear. These were the things she cared about.

"Speaking of which, the source was with me. Otherwise, Suizi would still be quite good with Chen Can. It's my fault."

"Annoying, I'll hit you." Xiao Suizi glared at Wang Yan unhappily and splashed water on Wang Yan.

"How is it your fault? You should thank you. I said yesterday, if you were really together, wouldn't he be hitting you later? Such a petty person, I really couldn't tell. You told me this morning that Chen Can is a cadre's child, and I thought he was quite low-key, not showing off at all, and it turned out like this? Not embarrassing enough."

Hao Shuwen condemned Chen Can and sighed: "If you put it that way, Chen Can is holding a grudge now, aren't you afraid of his father?"

"No one can cover the sky with one hand. I'm upright and honest, what's there to be afraid of? I've told Suizi and Liu Feng, at worst I'll go to the capital to find the instructor; I don't believe there's no rule of law. Besides, Chen Can is right by my side; I can't reach his father, but can't I deal with him? Isn't it just a case of mutual destruction? Anyway, I'm a loner with one cheap life, I'm not afraid of anything."

Wang Yan spoke quite arrogantly, fitting his age of twenty who wasn't afraid of tigers or wolves.

"Got guts!" Hao Shuwen appreciated this set; she was just straightforward.

"That's enough, nothing's happened yet, what are you excited about." Wang Yan shook his head with amusement, "Hurry up, you've been washing the lunch boxes for a long time? And you, Suizi, dawdling, just talking and not working. The lights-out bugle will sound soon, hurry back."

Dissatisfied, she flicked some water onto Wang Yan, but Hao Shuwen still accelerated, working hard as if she had a grudge against the lunch boxes.

There wasn't much work to begin with, and it was all delayed by talking. Once she accelerated, it was finished in the blink of an eye. Wang Yan also packed up the seasonings, tidied up the kitchen, and the three of them ran out of the canteen sneakily.

Wang Yan went to the storage room to put things away, while Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi, with their very full stomachs, ran back to the dormitory... ===== CHAPTER 912 =====