Gu Chengrui was very happy to see this.
"You scumbag." Zhou Ying kicked Er Zhuang in a huff.
Afterward, Shizhu returned to the carriage and poured the chicken soup and rice she had specially prepared for Er Zhuang.
When Er Zhuang smelled the chicken soup, he immediately rushed over and wagged his tail as he wolfed it down.
Just as they were about to enter the courtyard, Head Fang's son ran over and greeted them. "Master, Mistress, it's really you. I thought they were talking nonsense.
"Didn't you go back to your hometown?"
"We didn't manage to. How is the manor now?" Gu Chengrui asked.
"It's going well. The new rice has been planted, and those melon seedlings and vegetables are also growing well.
"Also, the cole and cabbage can be picked."
"We can't sell the ones that are too small, so eat them for yourself.
"We'll start selling those vegetables that are ready in another half a month."
