It was Saturday, August 10, and the weather was clear and sunny.
At six in the morning, the sky was already bright, and the rising sun cast its rays far and wide.
Traffic on the main roads of Yu County's urban area had also begun to pick up.
Many "wage slaves" working early shifts were already on their way to work.
The curbs on both sides of the road outside the hospital were lined with little carts selling all kinds of snacks.
All sorts of smells mingled together, wafting straight into people's noses.
The Yangwang U8 moved slowly through this stretch crowded with people and vehicles.
Lin Zhe had woken up refreshed and in a good mood that morning, and he was in no hurry.
Even a little traffic congestion couldn't spoil his mood.
"Brother Zhe, did you know? Before I went to work at the inn, I thought about getting a little food cart and selling snacks on the food street over by our scenic area."
Looking through the window at the vendors working hard to make a living outside, Lin Xiaomeng wore a reflective expression.
If she hadn't met Lin Zhe, she would probably have already ridden her food cart out to set up for the day.
"Oh? Why did you give up on it?"
Lin Zhe smiled as he asked, still driving.
"Originally, Grandma had agreed to it and was very supportive."
"I'd even picked out a secondhand food cart at a secondhand market here in town, but..."
"Somehow, Grandma heard that our inn was hiring. She suddenly opposed me setting up a stall and told me to apply at the inn."
Recalling how she had come to work at the inn, Lin Xiaomeng couldn't help marveling at the wonders of fate.
If she hadn't gone to