Looking at her son's excited eyes, Jiang Rong hesitated for a moment, then decisively said, "It was given by a kind person, I can't even remember what they looked like."
Perhaps her son had already achieved something, but she didn't want him to have too much contact with the train.
The conductor was in a good mood this time, but that doesn't mean he'll always be in a good mood.
Anyway, the train would soon leave the Storm Zone, maybe...
They would never intersect again in this lifetime.
Li Xinlong shook his head regretfully.
At this moment, he noticed that the kitchen counter was already filled with a lot of food: mushrooms, unknown vegetables, flowers, white onions, red fruits, cured meat, luncheon meat, pickled cucumbers, and even a pack of fresh Chinese pastries!
Li Xinlong was momentarily stunned, his mind gradually snapping out of the joy of reunion.
He recalled the scene when he entered the door.
