But how could Sun Li, having gone through it herself, not understand Nianyang's thoughts? She couldn't help but poke her on the forehead,
"Girls can't be kept at home when they're grown. If you want to go, just go. Tonight, I'll prepare some food for you to take along. You're going to the family house for New Year's; the conditions there can't compare to home, so you must bring more things."
So before departure the next morning, Sun Li had prepared large bags of things for Nianyang, including freshly cured sausages and bacon, homemade noodles, even fine white flour, and various fruits and vegetables grown at home.
And an assortment of snacks she made overnight, such as crispy oil cakes, sugar rice cakes, deep-fried tofu, and deep-fried crucian carp, to keep Nianyang full on the road.
Looking at so many things, full of the Jiang Family's care for her, Nianyang's heart was warm and touched. Words circled her mind, but in the end, turned into one sentence,
