Effective Measures

Wanwan spoke in a hushed voice, and only Xia Zhihuai could hear her clearly.

He gently touched Wanwan’s head. “Let’s discuss this when we get back.”

Wanwan lowered her long eyelashes and reached out to touch her little paper bag, which contained her beloved sugar-coated haws.

Qu Xiunan touched the seedlings in the basket and said to Xia Zhihuai, “We’ll probably be busy this afternoon with the search for Yun Zhan’s relatives. Have you thought about how to bring it up with the director?”

“Let’s talk to Grandma Zhang during lunch. It’s a good opportunity to bring up the matter.”

“With the impact of the show and Yun Zhan’s profession and ending, it will naturally resonate with many people…”

Qu Xiunan nodded and smiled. “Alright.”

“Who’s cooking for lunch?” Qu Xiunan asked again.

Xia Zhihuai and he exchanged glances, and after two seconds of silence, they said in unison, “Let’s play rock-paper-scissors.”

So they played rock-paper-scissors.