Time passed by in the village.
In the blink of an eye, it was the sixth day of the New Year.
Yue Jiaojiao went out with Zhao Zhan that day and took Li Zheng's ox cart to the Qian residence at the thought of the Lin family's cousin arriving at the mountain gaze in a few days.
"Sir Zhao?"
Qian Conreng opened the door and was surprised to see the two of them. "Are the two of you here today for…"
"The two of us are here to look for someone," Zhao Zhan said as he handed over the basket in his hand. "It's just a small gift. I hope you won't mind."
Qian Congren looked down at the basket in front of him with difficulty and then suddenly reacted. "You're relatives of that lady's family, right? I heard her mention it on New Year's day, but look at me, I've forgotten about it completely."
"She broke her leg and hasn't recovered yet, come in quickly."
