"A total of twenty should be enough to borrow."
"It should be fine. There are more than a hundred households in the village."
She stood up to say goodbye, "Thank you, Old Zhang and Aunt Zhang."
"Don't worry."
Su Qingyue returned to the Xiao Family, thinking that she needed to express her gratitude to Aunt Zhang's family later.
That night, she went to the edge of the village and collected weeds that the villagers had pulled out and piled by the roadside. She took the useless weeds back home, burned them into ashes in the kitchen, and then ground some common herbs into a green juice for use the next day.
The next day, everything went smoothly according to plan.
Aunt Zhang was a famous good person in the village, and her family was in good condition. Many people wanted to do her a favor, so the workers she called were men and women who were hard-working.
