Chapter Ninety-Seven: Gradually
"Xincheng, I'll go and send some fruit to Xiaoling first, and I'll look for you later."
Tian Li took a small fruit basket full of fruits and was about to walk over there.
"Do you need me to accompany you?"
Tian Li smiled and pointed behind her: "It's okay, they're right behind."
Zhang Xincheng turned her head to look at it, the seat of the Shen father and daughter was not far from their side, and she responded, "Okay."
As she approached, Tian Li kept an eye on her behind her as she walked. Zhang Xincheng and Yin Xingyuan are very far away, so they shouldn't be able to hear her side talking.
Under the shade of the tree, Shen Linling was packing up his things, but Shen Ping was nowhere to be found. Tian Li said softly: "Xiaoling, I'm busy."
Shen Linling raised his head when he heard the voice: "Sister Ali."
She raised the fruit basket in her hand, "I'll bring you some fruit here." ”
After speaking, Tian Li bent down and placed the basket next to Xiao Ling.
"I picked a few good ones and brought them to you, and after a while, there were more people, and the fruits were divided."
"Thank you, sister." Shen Linling suddenly realized, she looked for her side: "Sister Ali, I have bread here, you can take some."
"No, no, Sister Xincheng and I don't like bread very much."
When I thought about the last dungeon, I had hard bread for three meals a day in the castle, and now I have a resistance to this kind of thing.
Zhang Xincheng seems to be too interested in this thing.
"Hmm..."Shen Linling walked around Tian Li and looked at Zhang Xincheng, "Then Sister Ali should also take some, maybe Brother Xiaoyuan will like to eat it." ”
Hearing this, Tian Li turned around. She found that Yin Xingyuan, who was still on the right side just now, didn't know when he went to Zhang Xincheng's side, and the two were still talking.
Tsk, how can there be a little brat.
Tian Li didn't deny it anymore, and said, "Okay, thank you Xiaoling."
Taking advantage of Shen Linling's busyness, Tian Li casually mentioned: "Xiaoling, what did your father do?"
In fact, she kept the identity information recorded in everyone's files in mind.
Shen Ping's file only had the words of a maintenance worker written in the work column, but when she saw what the man had just made, she still wanted to set it up again.
"My dad is a maintenance worker in a factory, and my dad will deal with repairs to some of the damaged places."
As if feeling that this was a bit abrupt, Shen Linling stopped working and wondered, "Sister Ali asked what she was doing with this?"
Tian Li replied unhurriedly: "It's nothing, it's just that today I saw your father making something similar to a wooden pulley, which looks like it should be made by hand, just, it feels amazing."