Around ten o'clock, Zhao Dehai came to pick up Yang Liying with a flashlight. Lin Lan packed some green bean cakes and pea cakes for Yang Liying and the Wang Zhixue brothers to take home and eat.
Wang Zhixue took a few steps, then turned back and said to Lin Lan, "Auntie, we've tidied up and repainted the house. My mom said to invite Yuru and the others over to see it on the eighth day of the eleventh lunar month."
Lin Lan thought for a moment and said, "Okay. In a couple of days, my brother and his family are coming to deliver some piglets. I'll have them pass on the message so you can prepare. On that day, you can go pick them up."
Wang Zhixue blushed and nodded. "Okay! We'll come help you make pumpkin pies tomorrow morning."
After seeing them off, Lin Lan turned to find Li Xiangyang standing at the courtyard gate, smiling at her. "You've had a long day, and you have to be at the slaughterhouse early tomorrow. You should go home and get some rest too."
