As soon as the carriage entered the village, the villagers noticed it. A carriage costs at least several dozen taels, isn't that unusual?
Many people followed the carriage to the Song Family's door, watching the Song Family move things in and out, they all felt a bit envious, fearing it might be something good.
Someone couldn't hold back and asked, "Grandma Tingfan, what did you buy? So much that you even had it brought back by carriage."
Song Qin, though charitable, wasn't stupid, "Just some worthless things."
Calling things hauled by carriage worthless? No one believed it. In the crowd, Mrs. Song squinted, her eyes shifted, and she faked a smile, saying, "Mom, you're getting old, let me help you." She then reached out for the thing in Song Qin's hand.
But before she could take it, Lin Qiao quickly took it, looking a bit embarrassed as she said, "Aunt, let me do it, don't tire yourself out."
