The Schoolgirl Secret Agent

The girl’s friends were calling out for her shortly after she talked to Yun Jian. “Lanlan, hurry up! The barbecue’s ready!” her friends cried.

The girl jogged away hearing them shouting for her but she turned back to smile at Yun Jian and say, “I’ll stop thanking you now. I’m Ning Lanlan.”

As she spoke, the girl who called herself Ning Lanlan winked at Yun Jian.

Although Qin Yirou was the one who borrowed Ning Lanlan the salt, it was clear from the appearance that Yun Jian looked like Qin Yirou—one glance was all it took to tell that they were mother and daughter. Hence, Ning Lanlan did not find it an issue whether she was giving the salt back to Yun Jian or Qin Yirou.

Yun Jian did not mind either since they were barely acquaintances on a daytrip but she smiled at the young lady anyway.

A lot of people would remember the help they received during their life. It goes without saying that one should help when it is possible; after all, one might run into difficulties or need help from others when they are out and about.

“Xiao Zhu, Chessie, Yaya, you can dig in now.” Ge Junjian barbecued several skewers easily and passed them to the kids.

“Wow, they smell so nice!” Yun Zhu exclaimed as he accepted three lamb skewers.

There was usually only a limited number of things one could barbecue on a grill unless the barbecue pit was large enough. Under normal circumstances, people barbecued one round after another and enjoyed the food slowly. Therefore, the limited quantity of food that could fit in one round of barbecue would usually be given to the children first. While the adults might drool over them, they could hold themselves back for the time being.

“Alright, it’s for Xiao Jian and A-Yi next,” Ge Junjian announced and continued barbecuing things on the grill after brushing them with butter.

Holding on to three lamb skewers, little Yun Zhu looked at Si Yi and Yun Jian, then at Mo Sen and Snow Eagle.

“Mo Sen-gege, Wang Er-gege, this skewer is for both of you.” Yun Zhu passed a lamb skewer to Snow Eagle.

One skewer for both of them? That would mean… they would have to share each other’s saliva. If they used their hands, their hands would get greasy.

“Haha, thank you, Xiao Zhu,” Snow Eagle replied with a smile when he accepted little Yun Zhu’s offered lamb skewer.

After the boy left, he sidled up to Mo Sen and smirked at him. “Lil Mo Sen, we have to share this lamb skewer here. Should you or I take a bite first?”

Mo Sen cackled as he spoke, sticking himself closer to Mo Sen.

“You have it.” Serious as Mo Sen was, he pushed the lamb skewer back to Snow Eagle right after the latter’s joke. He had even shifted a little to the side, distancing himself from Snow Eagle’s approach.

Snow Eagle guffawed before chomping down and finishing the lamb skewer swiftly.

While that happened, little Yun Zhu had come to Yun Jian and Si Yi with another lamb skewer. He picked the bigger piece out of the two remaining skewers he had and passed it to Yun Jian and Si Yi.

“Jiejie, Si Yi-gege, this is for you both!” Yun Zhu said and passed the skewer to Yun Jian.

Looking at the lamb skewer that Yun Jian was taking from little Yun Zhu, Si Yi smirked. It was as if there was an unknown deceit in the lifted corners of his lips.

Little Yun Zhu was then left with one skewer after passing one to Yun Jian, so he skipped away to play with Duan Li and Duan Ya.