By logic, riding a road bike, even if you're tired and take a break, it should only be a matter of a few minutes, but Guo Aiping noticed that Old Zhao's bike had already been parked by the roadside in the development area for twenty minutes.

"Opposite the sports institute?"

Guo Aiping thought about it; even if someone were to steal a bike, they wouldn't leave it in a place like this, right?

Could it be...

Suppressing the ominous thoughts in her heart, Guo Aiping immediately dialed Old Zhao's number.

"Ring, ring, ring."

The phone rang for a full minute without anyone answering, only the cold, mechanical prompt tone was heard.

Previously while biking, Guo Aiping had always chosen the city's normal roads. Although the roads were a bit crowded, they weren't professional riders, so they took breaks as needed.

This part of the development area was so deserted that not even birds would poo here, let alone any people, except maybe the occasional late-night dump truck.

Therefore, an unsettling thought popped into Guo Aiping's mind.

She called again, still no answer.

Getting somewhat anxious, Guo Aiping didn't dare to act hastily without clarifying the situation. She immediately called her sister-in-law to help watch the kids.

Fortunately, both families lived in the same community. After her sister-in-law arrived, Guo Aiping didn't explain much and quickly went out to hail a taxi.

"Driver, to the sports institute in the development area. Please drive faster!"

The taxi driver thought to himself, with a woman going out so late asking to go to a specific place, this was almost certainly a catching-cheating scene!

Who doesn't love some drama?

The driver pressed the accelerator a bit harder, accelerating on the empty nighttime streets of Jingzhou, occasionally speeding and only braking when approaching speed cameras.

On a street not far from the development area.

The moment the red light turned green, the driver shifted gears and started quickly!

"Whoa?"

He thought he was fast, but a black Cadillac next to him shot off like a rocket, surprising the taxi driver and stirring a competitive spirit in him.

Someone dares to compete with him?

Was the name Jingzhou Takahashi given for nothing!

Downshifting to accelerate, perfect coordination, and heel-toe downshifting around corners!

The driver thought he was already performing exceptionally, but the Cadillac still left him far behind until they turned onto Xuefu Street, where Guo Aiping looked at the location and said, "Stop here!"

She didn't go directly to the pinpointed location, mainly considering that if it wasn't a traffic accident, she could also figure out what Old Zhao was doing here.

After confirming payment, the taxi driver looked up.

He saw the Cadillac had stopped ahead, with a driver getting out of the car, opening the trunk, and taking out a large plastic box, which seemed to be filled with tofu if he wasn't mistaken.

"Whoa? Tofu, racing, why does this feel so familiar? No wonder I couldn't overtake him; turns out it was Jingzhou Takahashi."

Jingzhou Takahashi, holding a box of tofu, ran to Chen Mo proclaiming triumphantly, "How's this? A hundred pounds! There's another box in the back."

Chen Mo was amazed, stopped what he was doing, ran out of the food cart, and quickly took the tofu from Dunzi's hands, "You managed to buy so much this late?"

"You have no idea," Dunzi said proudly. "I happened to come by as this owner was preparing tofu for a wedding banquet tomorrow. I managed to persuade him to sell it all to me. The owner likely won't be able to sleep tonight, still grinding tofu."

Wow.

It's truly better to be lucky than to come early.

Chen Mo felt it was fate—one hundred pounds of tofu, enough to complete his tasks tonight if calculated as eight ounces per serving!

Without saying more, Chen Mo shook Dunzi's hand, "Sit beside me. I'll treat you to something later."

Dunzi chuckled, "How can I accept that?"

Then he returned to sit across from Xiao Na.

The Gold Medal Salesperson threw him a reproachful look, "Brother, your time was up just now."

"Extend it, quickly extend it for me, heh heh."

He didn't realize it was time up and didn't take the initiative to extend it, underestimating me, Dunzi!

Chen Mo loaded all the tofu onto the food cart, the soft, tender white tofu remained intact, unmarred—credit to Dunzi's driving skills. This reminded Chen Mo of a character from a film.

Tsk... The Cadillac fares no worse than an AE86!

Cutting up ten pounds of noodles in one go, Mu Mu had now taken up the task of cooking them. Chen Mo prepared dozens of small condiment bowls, only needing Mu Mu to quickly scoop up the noodles when the progress bar reached the flash point.

He himself busied with cutting the tofu.

Suddenly, the originally deserted Xuefu Street seemed bustling like a market day.

Guo Aiping walked along the roadside, and as she approached the food cart, she saw Old Zhao.

"Click!"

Before doing anything else, she took a picture, preserving evidence of the crime.

In the photo, Old Zhao's enjoying expression was already quite annoying, sitting there like a grand lord with a girl massaging his feet, which she could put up with, as she wasn't very strict about foot massages.

But the problem was.

"What's with the act with a shabby wine glass?" Guo Aiping wondered.

She saw Old Zhao holding a wine glass with his left hand, swirling it, then blowing a few times toward the glass's mouth, and then tilting his head back to gulp two swigs.

The glass contained some light yellow liquid, and Guo Aiping couldn't tell what drink it was.

In front of him was a bowl of red noodles, and after drinking, Old Zhao bent down and quickly ate.

After a couple of bites, he started swirling again, this time even...

"Come Xiao Li, cheers!"

Xiao Li's knuckles pressed against Zhao's kidney reflex area, "Oh Brother Zhao, once I'm done here, I'll have a drink with you. I've noticed your kidneys aren't great lately; shall we add a session and I'll bring some equipment to properly help maintain it?"

Old Zhao was overjoyed, "Add it! Definitely add it!"

Now that the tofu was bought, he had to get a mapo tofu noodle set, right?

Dunzi finally saw his wish fulfilled, not ordering rice this time, instead learning from Old Zhao to mix the mapo tofu sauce with the noodles and cover them with tofu.

Swirling wine glasses clinked mid-air with Old Zhao's, "Don't say, using a wine glass to drink noodle soup feels just right, doesn't burn the hands!"

Xiao Na was speechless for them.

Of course, gripping the stem of a wine glass doesn't burn your hands, the inventor of the wine glass probably never imagined that it would have a heat-resistant function, right?

Guo Aiping didn't know what Old Zhao was drinking, just seeing him holding that shabby wine glass occasionally clicking it with the man next to him, then with shaking the foot-massaging technician every now and then.

Alright, alright, alright.

No more trips to the foot massage parlor, changing to drinking with a female technician by the roadside instead?

Can this life go on?

Click, click, click!

Guo Aiping took several photos in quick succession, particularly focusing on the ones where Old Zhao was holding the wine glass and exchanging knowing looks with the female technician.

Sent directly—One Happy Family.

And said: Look at this, skipping meals at home to go out on the street and drink with a foot massage technician. Can this life really go on?

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