Lord Dumpling still ended up going to work with Boss Bao. Brother Nan told her to earn her own living, so Zhou Li didn't dare to object.
The two headed toward the dormitory.
Brother Nan asked him, "Are Little Zheng's cherries tasty?"
After speaking, he scratched his head and rephrased, "Are the cherries that Little Zheng brought tasty?"
"They're tasty."
Zhou Li was somewhat confused about why he asked twice. He furrowed his brows, carefully pondered, and ultimately didn't figure it out, but couldn't resist his strong curiosity. "Why did you ask..."
Brother Nan nudged him, interrupting his words. "I haven't tasted such delicious cherries in a long time."
"I'm okay."
"I remember when I was a child, there was a cherry tree planted in front of my old home." Brother Nan showed a reminiscent expression. "Every year after the New Year, it would start to bloom..."
"You've mentioned it before," Zhou Li said.
"Have I mentioned it before?" Brother Nan asked blankly.
