After washing her face, Xie Wanying walked out of the bathroom and bowed to Teacher Lu, "Thank you, Teacher!"
"Don't mention it," Teacher Lu patted her shoulder and said with a smile, "Get up, let's wash some apples to eat."
There were about ten apples in the bag, and Xie Wanying picked three to wash in the kitchen.
Teacher Lu gestured for Yu Xuexian to sit down and said, "I'll go get the money for the rice."
"No need," Yu Xuexian didn't let her take the money.
The telephone on the living room table rang. Teacher Lu, who was going to get her purse, had to come back first, picked up the receiver, and listened.
It seemed someone had told a joke on the other end.
Teacher Lu immediately threw back her head and laughed, pointing to the person washing apples in the kitchen, "You're late!"
"What?" The person on the other end was taken aback, puzzled by what she meant.
"I mean you called too late, Cao Yong, I've already sorted it out for her," Teacher Lu explained.
