The Calm Before The Storm I
After finishing the last mouthful of soup, Wei Zhijuan wiped her mouth. She pursed her lips and said, "You must have never tried it before. When a person lacks money to a certain extent, eating a bowl of beef noodles is like celebrating New Year. You also have to thoroughly feel the sensation of drinking the whole broth. In the first year when I just arrived in China, this was my constant meal. Basically, the whole year passed just like this."
Xian Yijun looked at her for a while. There was no particular expression on his face. He said very calmly, "I've tried it."
Wei Zhijuan looked at him in surprise. "Was it when you were living outside with Jiang Ruolan?"
Xian Yijun didn't know how she knew about his past, but he didn't deny it. He simply put the money on the table and indicated that it was time for them to leave.