Su Shengli was quick. It wasn't long before Grandpa Sun arrived with the oxcart, and Zhao Youcai came along too. Because of what had happened with Pang Xiaofang, Wang Xuehong hadn't been showing her face much lately, so Zhao Youcai was the one handling most of the village's business.
"What are you all standing around for? Lend a hand and get her onto the cart first." As soon as Zhao Youcai arrived and saw the crowd gathered at the Old Su Family's gate, he called out, "And you, Tian Aixiang, hurry and grab a quilt for your mother-in-law. Spread it on the oxcart, or the boards will be too hard."
"Oh, right." Tian Aixiang's heart was pounding. When Zhao Youcai spoke, she quickly responded and hurried into the house to get an old quilt, which she then spread on the oxcart.
