Soon, Li Xiu finished writing the letter, and Zhou Lian finished picking the vegetables. Li Xiu packed them into a bamboo basket, tucked the letter away, and left on his bicycle.
Zhou Lian looked at the remaining vegetables in the kitchen. 'They'd really made a dent in them today.' Some had been picked in the morning to take to Zhang Hongying's home, and more had just been picked now. However, because Li Xiu and Sister Fang took such good care of them, the plants grew especially lush. There was still plenty for their own family to eat, and they could even send some to the old gentleman every few days.
Sister Fang and Nuonuo returned home as well. Zhou Lian began discussing what to make for dinner with Sister Fang, playfully teasing Nuonuo on the side. Nuonuo could walk quite steadily now, and her pronunciation was clear. But she was still small, so she could only get a few words out at a time.
