What was the scene like?
Just like snowflakes, 50-cent, one yuan, and two yuan notes fluttered down from Bai Xiang's backpack.
So much money...
Their eyes all looked over.
One second.
Then they started eating.
Today's mixed rice was so delicious—with carrot dices, potato dices, peas, cured meat dices, and tomatoes all perfectly mixed with the rice, it was just too tasty.
The scene Bai Xiang imagined where all three of them stared unblinkingly at him while he poured out money had not happened.
Actually, if they were all hundred yuan notes it might have made sense, and also, this behavior was pretty dumb, wasn't it? You'd still have to pick the money up, right?
So why start pouring it out in the first place? Thought it was fun?
No, no, no, it was just plain silly.
Bai Xiang picked up the notes one by one, disheartened, only to realize they had already finished eating.
Bai Fei ate the last bite of her meal and then looked at Bai Xiang.