"Sangsang, what does making dried fruit have to do with splitting the family?" Lu Qiubo was confused.
Isn't making dried fruit a good thing? How could it be related to breaking up the family?
"Grandma, I built such a large drying house on Manghuang Mountain. From now on, I will need to pick wild fruits from the mountain to make dried fruit and sell them. Otherwise, why am I doing this?"
Lin Caisang said, pointing to the bamboo canister in her hand.
"You mean..."
Lu Qiubo stared fixedly at her granddaughter.
"I want to open a store."
Lin Caisang said directly to Lu Qiubo.
"My dried fruit tastes really good. I think it will surely sell. If I could open a snack store, business would surely be good, so our family wouldn't lack money.
