"I'll accept the money, but you take back the pig offal. Our family will slaughter a pig for the New Year."
"Uncle, I won't take it back. I've already kept some for myself. Just accept it."
Yuanyuan said as she pushed the cart into the yard.
"Girl, it's not easy for you to live on your own; our family can't accept this." Yang Hongwen really didn't know what to say.
Actually, under normal circumstances, having already received the money, it wouldn't be appropriate to take more.
Su Yuanyuan didn't bother listening to him and went straight into the yard.
She put down the small cart, uncovered the burlap sack, and carried the bucket of pig's blood down.
At this moment, the people inside the house heard the commotion and came out.
"Yuanyuan's here," Xu Chunjiao said with a smile.
"Aunt, this is wild boar blood, I brought it for you to try."
"That won't do. Take it back quickly. Even having a little something is not easy for you; keep it and enjoy it slowly to nourish yourself."
