As night fell that day, the exhausted Ping'an washed up and went to bed early, while Zhang Guoqing pulled Zhou Jiao along, and the couple began to head out.
Not far from the He Family's place, they saw He Laoer waiting for their arrival at the intersection. Upon seeing the couple, this nearly forty-year-old man was absolutely delighted.
"Uncle, why didn't you wait for us at home? There are quite a few mosquitoes out here."
"I'm thick-skinned, no worries. So, should we head over there now?"
Zhang Guoqing nodded, signaling him to lead the way.
"We've got a lot this time, and my brother and I can't afford to be careless. For safety's sake, we can't let a third person get involved. My brother is keeping watch over there now."
Zhang Guoqing was all for it.
"Brother, there's quite a lot of goods this time, is that okay?"
Zhang Guoqing knew he was worried about whether he had enough money and smiled, "Approximately how much?"
