Zhang Haisheng found the carriage driver who used to take him to town.
"Accountant Zhang, are you heading back now?"
"Indeed, and I'm bringing a few kids with me. It's inconvenient to stay out, so it's best to hurry home."
"Alright, I'll get ready. This time, help me buy some wheat and cotton. Some cottonseed oil would be even better."
"Sure, no problem. That's not an issue." These things might be hard to get if they want to buy more in the city, but it's really not an issue on the farm.
Hai Jun was downcast. Among the five children, only Little Hong didn't know anything. Although the two older ones didn't know what was wrong, they could tell that Hai Jun was in a bad mood.
Zhang Haisheng sighed in his heart; this matter is really hard to talk about. Back then, the issue with his nephew and Zhao Yanping caused quite a stir. Who knows what's going to happen this time.
