The eight of them had already discussed it, and if they could exchange it for grain, they would be fine without the money.
Tan Shaoting took them directly to the Li Family.
"Mr. Li, I can deliver the meals for you three," he said.
Li Hongxiang, seeing so many people, smiled, "There's no need for you to bother, just take care of Yuanyuan.
With so many people, once your wheat is harvested, we can use them as well. So we're not in a hurry now."
Tan Shaoting thought that this was quite good, so he went along with it.
He hurried home; without his wife in front of him, he felt anxious.
Dinner was still steamed buns, but this time they were sweet buns and there was stir-fried winter melon.
He still delivered them to the fields. The sisters ate without ceremony and continued working after eating.
Tan Shaoting knew there wasn't much for his wife to do at this time, so he helped them by taking a cart of wheat back. Then he returned.
"Seeing Tan Shaoting like this is still okay."
