The two of them excitedly reached the foot of the mountain, only to remember one thing, "Oh, we didn't bring any food."
Gong Ruini always felt like she had forgotten something important, but she just couldn't recall it. Now that she remembered, it was already too late.
Didn't bring any food? This was no challenge for Zhao Xuran.
"Let's find a household." Zhao Xuran had been busy recently and hadn't participated in club activities, but he knew some situations.
Find a household? Eating at a local's house? Could it be that the people here already have a business sense and have started the most primitive version of agritourism?
Gong Ruini quietly followed Zhao Xuran into a farmhouse.
"Hello, you must be Uncle Dai." Zhao Xuran was grateful that last time his classmates mentioned visiting here to see the maple leaves, he didn't find it boring and leave.
Dai Fugui saw a young couple walk in and warmly greeted them, "Are you here to see the maple leaves?"
