The old man ignored Xiang Yiqing’s speechless expression, and mentioned the food Xin Xiaoxiao had sent. He wanted to let Xiang Yiqing taste it too.
As he said, he hung the bird cage on the branch next to him, turned the wheelchair, and walked back.
Xiang Yiqing followed up and hung the bird cage on the tree. Then he pushed the old man, and asked questioningly as he walked: “Can the cake delivered the day before yesterday be eaten?”
“Why can’t I eat it in the refrigerator?” The old man frowned and asked Xiang Yiqing in a reprimanding tone. Then he gave another example: “I used to be in the army and went out to rescue in the mountains and forests. When I was hungry, I wanted to eat. There is no bowl of rancid rice.”
Influenced by the old revolution, the old man has always looked down upon hypocritical capitalism, and Xiang Yiqing dare not question it anymore.
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