Since moving out of the Educated Youth Home, Zhang Qian no longer hides and tucks away. He brings some wild animals to his door every day, and the smell of meat has never stopped.

Every once in a while, An Yinan would also send it to Li Xiu'e and Zhao Qiuhua. They were also grateful people. They would often fry some melon seeds and make some meatballs and bring them over.

"Can it be handled?" An Yinan didn't expect that anyone would accept these?

Zhang Qian nodded, ...