Perhaps the dinner Zhao Chuchu served the night before had made an impression. Niu Tongsheng and the others came over very early the next day.
Zhao Chuchu was up already as well.
At this time, she was about to go up the mountain with the scythe and the back basket in tow.
Niu Tongsheng saw her equipment and asked, "Chuchu, where are you going?"
"I still need a little more of the medicine to treat my husband's eyes. I will go to the mountain to look for it. The sooner I find it, the sooner I can start treating him," explained Zhao Chuchu. "Thank you for coming today to finish the work. I made buns this morning, but you'll have to steam them at lunchtime."
"How come there are still more buns for lunch?"
"You all work so hard. I plan to feed you guys while you work anyway."
"Save your money..."
"I'll have money in a few days. Don't worry, Village Chief. I can still afford some steamed buns."
