Lin Lan said to Li Xiangyang, "Shouldn't Uncle Da and the others be back by now?"
Li Xiangyang calculated the time for a moment and nodded. "Normally, they should have been back the day before yesterday. I'll go check on them in a bit. You be careful on your bike."
Old Li came out, saw that Lin Lan had left, and said to Li Xiangyang, "Don't forget, you have to deliver the festival gifts today!"
Li Xiangyang slapped his forehead. "If you hadn't said anything, I really would have forgotten! I've been so busy these past few days my head's been spinning. Good thing you remembered to remind me about the festival gifts."
"I knew you'd forget once you got busy." Old Li smiled. "I already bought everything for you. Two bottles of liquor, tea leaves, and sugar; two old Muscovy ducks, and the mooncakes are from home."
