If you ignore the pile of skeletons in the corner of the yard, things on Zhou Yingnan's side seem rather calm. After all, when Yang Fan limped back with Wang Daqiang supporting him, they saw Zhou Yingnan was setting up a grand feast.
A feast for the embroidered shoes!
A square table, an incense burner filled with burning incense sticks.
Beside it, there were three dishes and a soup, various fruits and vegetables, meat, and all sorts of snacks.
The sight truly shocked Yang Fan and Wang Daqiang, leaving them staring blankly.
"What are you doing?" Yang Fan asked in surprise.
Rushing to Yang Fan's side, with a furrowed brow checking Yang Fan's injuries, Zhou Yingnan replied as if it was obvious, "Giving the shoes some incense, but I thought just incense might be too casual, so I prepared more. The shoes are your helper, so you can be casual, but he's a lifesaver for me, so I should have a better attitude."
"But she doesn't eat these things either..." Yang Fan said with a chuckle.
