After eating their fill, the two of them cleaned up the kitchen together.
Chen Shi'an wiped down the counter with a cloth, while Lin Meng Qiu rinsed the used dishes and stacked them in the dishwasher.
When he lifted the lid, there was still plenty of cured meat rice in the pot. Since there were no other side dishes, Chen Shi'an had made extra tonight. He had just eaten three bowls, and the girl with the birdlike appetite had eaten two large bowls herself. There were roughly three bowls left in the pot.
"Class Monitor, do you have any food containers?"
"Yes. Are you taking some home?"
"Yeah. Sister Wanyin hasn't eaten yet. I'll pack some up and bring it over to her."
At that, Lin Meng Qiu paused what she was doing, crouched down to search the cupboard, and took out an insulated food container.
"Use this, then. It's cold out. It'll cool down in no time in a disposable container."
"Okay. I'll wash it and bring it back to you afterward, Class Monitor."
"Mm."
Chen Shi'an took the insulated container, rinsed it with boiling water, dried it, and packed about two bowls' worth of cured meat rice inside.
With about one bowl left in the pot, Chen Shi'an took a porcelain bowl from the sterilizing cabinet, scooped the remaining rice into it, and covered it with plastic wrap.
"Class Monitor, there's one bowl left. I'll leave it for you. If you get hungry tonight, you can heat it up for a late-night snack."
"Okay-"
"What time are we leaving tomorrow?" Chen Shi'an asked with a smile.
"Nine."
"Okay. I'll come get you then."
"Mm."
Lin Meng Qiu looked away and said, seemingly to herself and yet seemingly to him, "After the Haunted House, I'll buy you lunch. Then-