Tiêu đề Hui Nan Que - Mi Yan - Chapter 11-20.pdf ✅

Chapter 11: Scumbags Deserve to Be Eliminated by Everyone Mo Chuan handed me a set of casual clothes, which carried a pleasant wooden fragrance as if they had just been taken out of a camphor wood chest. Since he was taller than me, the pants were too long, so I had to roll up the cuffs a little. The sweater was similarly oversized, with a neckline that was a bit too large, but fortunately, the jacket I wore over it covered things up. In addition to the clothes, he also gave me a towel and a pair of socks, both still in their original packaging and brand new. He provided everything he could, except for underwear—he was certainly thoughtful. After changing into fresh clothes, I stuffed my dirty ones into a bag and braced myself against the cold air as I left the bathroom. Pinjia’s daily meals were simple vegetarian dishes prepared in turns by the villagers from the mountain below. When Li Yang returned, there would be an extra portion of food. With four people, the dishes were just enough, but the rice was a bit scarce. Yan Chuwen decided to steam some extra rice, which he then mixed with the two bowls of rice delivered to us, and he made a fragrant dish of truffle fried rice. Normally, Mo Chuan ate alone in the main hall, while Li Yang ate in the small building. But since there were more people today, we decided to dine together in the small building. The small building’s décor was filled with elements of the Cenglu culture. The large L-shaped sofa was covered with brightly colored wool blankets. The coffee table was connected to a heater, with a chimney extending straight up to the roof. On the wall near the staircase hung photos and