Zhao Dashan quickly took the buns from his wife's hands and said, "You two ladies go back first, we'll handle these things. It's about time, let the mother and daughter go back first, and come back tomorrow morning." After speaking, he made a surprised expression while pointing at the buns in his hands and looking at his wife.
Cheng Hongli couldn't help but laugh at his winking and wide eyes, "Shanshan bought a lot, afraid you'd be hungry, and some for Little Ya to take back."
Zhou Xiaozheng took the quilt from Lin Lishan's arms and said to her, "You go inside and rest with them first, I'll handle this, pack some buns and steamed buns for Little Ya to take back early, so they can come back early tomorrow."
Lin Lishan nodded and smiled at him, "Brother Zheng, I forgot about the homespun, lucky we checked today, otherwise using that fabric for curtains would be a waste."
