Meng Chuyue had not planned to use the vegetables from Song Family's Medicine Garden for her own meals.
She still preferred to eat the produce from her own space.
Her picking the vegetables served as a cover, and was also due to boredom.
So she picked a little here, and a little there, inadvertently picking too much.
Xiao Yuan couldn't help but remind her as she looked at the half-full bamboo basket of vegetables, "Um, Miss Meng, these vegetables will not be fresh by tomorrow. If you'd like, I can pick some fresh ones for you in the morning."
Meng Chuyue's mouth twitched slightly, "Heh, I forgot, this is not my family's garden, nor do I have so many people to dine with me. Haha, maybe I should share some with you to take home?"
Xiao Yuan quickly shook her head, "We can't just take vegetables from the garden for free, we'll be punished."
