Brother Xiaozhang didn't come, but Song Tan still had to find time to make a trip to the urban area.
She needed to drive and take some things to the Imperial City, especially several boxes of strawberry packaging; otherwise, it wouldn't hold up until delivery. And watermelons, it's winter, they must be wrapped well too.
Also, whatever the house had to offer, she had to bring because it was too cold to put them in the truck bed; just in case, they could only be stuffed in the back seat.
Song Tan regretfully said, "I was originally planning to take a few bags of sheep manure and earthworm castings to the Imperial City... Forget it, planning to rent a car makes it hard to carry them; we'll invite him to the pig slaughter feast and let him carry it himself."
Xin Jun was preparing a lesson next to her, listening to her mumbling plans by the stove, couldn't help but look up with a strange expression—
"Do you remember he gave you flowers?"
"I remember!"
