Jinqkang just smiled. He didn't answer. Jenqyih had not known the young man for a long time yet. So he didn't know whether Jinqkang was a person who likes to eat or not.
"It's too long if we have to wait for the others to get here. So how about we eat together now? I bought some food on the way home earlier." Yihshyong pointed at the plastic bag he brought home.
"This is just right!" Jenqyih clapped his hands happily.
Jinqkang nodded with a big smile.
Without saying anything else, they all walked into the dining room. For a few seconds, Yihshyong watched the dining table when they got there. In the middle of the table, there was only a kettle still filled with boiled water. At the end of the table, there was a piece of paper and a pen.
"What's wrong Shyongge?" Jenqyih guessed the objects reminded Yihshyong of something important.
"Nothing." Yihshyong did not elaborate further. "Jinqkang, you just sit here. Let me and Jenqyih go to the kitchen to prepare plates and cutlery."
Jinqkang seemed to feel bad about letting Yihshyong and Jenqyih prepare everything. He walked to follow Jenqyih and Yihshyong, but Jenqyih held him back. Jinqkang obeyed. He finally put his ass on one chair in the dining room.
Jenqyih and Yihshyong entered the kitchen. They quickly prepared lunch. In the plastic packages that Yihshyong brought, there were several portions of food. Because this time only three people were going to eat, Yihshyong only took three servings. The rest he kept in the fridge.
It didn't take long for the two of them to come out of the kitchen. Yihshyong carried a tray. On the tray were three plates filled with food, side dishes, and three glasses of drink. Jenqyih brought three bowls of soup with another tray.
"That looks delicious, Sir!" Jinqkang's eyes widened at the dishes that Yihshyong and Jenqyih brought.
"Yes! I think so too." Jenqyih laughed.
Yihshyong and Jenqyih placed the dishes on the table. Yihshyong's eyes twinkled.
"Are we not going to call Mr. Nangong over for a meal together?"
"Calling where?" Yihshyong looked towards Jinqkang.
"Isn't Mr. Nangong still at Mr. Shiuander's house?" Jinqkang asked.
"Oh! I forgot to tell you. Earlier, we met one of Iren's friends. It seemed they offered Iren a job. Since our only business was picking up bags, I thought I could take care of it myself. So I asked Iren to go with that person."
"So Iren didn't go to Mr. Shiuander's friend's house?" Jenqyih couldn't hide the astonishment in his heart. That's a really weird thing. Actions like that did not reflect what Iren usually did.
"He came along. He even went to the warehouse where Mr. Shiuander's friend's friend's stock was stored. When we went out to eat, we met one of his friends."
"So Iren immediately went to follow his friend?" Asked Jenqyih.
"At first he was hesitant to go. They just happened to meet there. So actually he could have gone another day. But I convinced Iren that work matters are just as important. We've been unemployed for a long time. After all, carrying a bag isn't something heavy task. It doesn't need many people."
"Then when will Mister Nangong come home?" Jinqkang asked.
"I don't know," Yihshyong answered. "Neither Iren nor his friend said anything about it."
Jenqyih nodded.
Shyongge's story is a bit hard for me to believe. But he has no reason to lie!
"All day long you have been at home. Did anything unusual happen?" Yihshyong turned to Jenqyih.
Jenqyih just shook his head.
Yihshyong turned to Jinqkang.
"Nothing happened. Everything is normal." Jinqkang's voice sounded so sure.
Jinqkang just smiled. He didn't answer. Jenqyih had not known the young man for a long time yet. So he didn't know whether Jinqkang was a person who likes to eat or not.
"It's too long if we have to wait for the others to get here. So how about we eat together now? I bought some food on the way home earlier." Yihshyong pointed at the plastic bag he brought home.
"This is just right!" Jenqyih clapped his hands happily.
Jinqkang nodded with a big smile.
Without saying anything else, they all walked into the dining room. For a few seconds, Yihshyong watched the dining table when they got there. In the middle of the table, there was only a kettle still filled with boiled water. At the end of the table, there was a piece of paper and a pen.
"What's wrong Shyongge?" Jenqyih guessed the objects reminded Yihshyong of something important.
"Nothing." Yihshyong did not elaborate further. "Jinqkang, you just sit here. Let me and Jenqyih go to the kitchen to prepare plates and cutlery."
Jinqkang seemed to feel bad about letting Yihshyong and Jenqyih prepare everything. He walked to follow Jenqyih and Yihshyong, but Jenqyih held him back. Jinqkang obeyed. He finally put his ass on one chair in the dining room.
Jenqyih and Yihshyong entered the kitchen. They quickly prepared lunch. In the plastic packages that Yihshyong brought, there were several portions of food. Because this time only three people were going to eat, Yihshyong only took three servings. The rest he kept in the fridge.
It didn't take long for the two of them to come out of the kitchen. Yihshyong carried a tray. On the tray were three plates filled with food, side dishes, and three glasses of drink. Jenqyih brought three bowls of soup with another tray.
"That looks delicious, Sir!" Jinqkang's eyes widened at the dishes that Yihshyong and Jenqyih brought.
"Yes! I think so too." Jenqyih laughed.
Yihshyong and Jenqyih placed the dishes on the table. Yihshyong's eyes twinkled.
"Are we not going to call Mr. Nangong over for a meal together?"
"Calling where?" Yihshyong looked towards Jinqkang.
"Isn't Mr. Nangong still at Mr. Shiuander's house?" Jinqkang asked.
"Oh! I forgot to tell you. Earlier, we met one of Iren's friends. It seemed they offered Iren a job. Since our only business was picking up bags, I thought I could take care of it myself. So I asked Iren to go with that person."
"So Iren didn't go to Mr. Shiuander's friend's house?" Jenqyih couldn't hide the astonishment in his heart. That's a really weird thing. Actions like that did not reflect what Iren usually did.
"He came along. He even went to the warehouse where Mr. Shiuander's friend's friend's stock was stored. When we went out to eat, we met one of his friends."
"So Iren immediately went to follow his friend?" Asked Jenqyih.
"At first he was hesitant to go. They just happened to meet there. So actually he could have gone another day. But I convinced Iren that work matters are just as important. We've been unemployed for a long time. After all, carrying a bag isn't something heavy task. It doesn't need many people."
"Then when will Mister Nangong come home?" Jinqkang asked.
"I don't know," Yihshyong answered. "Neither Iren nor his friend said anything about it."
Jenqyih nodded.
Shyongge's story is a bit hard for me to believe. But he has no reason to lie!
"All day long you have been at home. Did anything unusual happen?" Yihshyong turned to Jenqyih.
Jenqyih just shook his head.
Yihshyong turned to Jinqkang.
"Nothing happened. Everything is normal." Jinqkang's voice sounded so sure.
