Qiao Xing had already drunk four cups of tea. He had spent over two hours in the reception room and could hardly sit still anymore. After two trips to the toilet, he went out to look around the front yard again. Having asked Gu Boyuan, he knew asking again would be pointless. Gu Boyuan had been here the whole time, after all, and was no more able to contact Li Long than he was.
Only when the sun was a pole's height above the horizon did he hear the Jeep. Qiao Xing jumped to his feet, his clothes catching the enamel mug in front of him and tipping it over, spilling tea all over his trousers.
Qiao Xing couldn't spare it any attention. He hastily wiped the tea off his trousers and hurried outside.
Li Long had gone to the Big Courtyard first, planning to rest a little before dealing with the chickens and fish Meng Hai had put in his vehicle. But before he could get out, Sister Yang told him about Qiao Xing looking for him.
With no other choice, Li Long unloaded the chickens, eggs, and fish, handed them to Sister Yang, and drove the Jeep to the Purchasing Station.
He drove into the back courtyard and saw Qiao Xing chasing after him from the front courtyard. Puzzled, he asked,
"What were you doing over there?"
When Qiao Xing heard the Jeep, he had run out of the room into the front courtyard, only to find Li Long had already gone around to the back. He then ran to the back courtyard amid everyone's laughter.
"Huh? What's happened to your trousers? You didn't wet yourself, did you?" Li Long hadn't entirely sobered up and started joking.
"No, no," Qiao Xing explained, blushing. "Tea. It's tea. Boss Li,