After Lian Rong gave his praise, he scratched his ear and thanked Zhuang Qingning earnestly: "I really appreciate it, Miss Zhuang. It's getting late, I need to rush and move these vegetables to the kitchen."
"I'll help you, these two baskets of vegetables are too much for you to carry alone." Zhuang Qingning bent down to lend a hand.
"No, no, no, I can't let you do this kind of heavy labor," Lian Rong hurriedly stopped her. "I'll do it myself. I can make two trips if I can't finish in one. You don't have to do anything... "
As Lian Rong spoke, he grunted as he lifted one of the baskets.
The basket, loaded with cucumbers and pumpkins, was indeed heavy. After Lian Rong lifted it, he stumbled, and the basket fell "thump" onto the ground.
"Damn, it's quite heavy." Lian Rong gasped for breath and chuckled at Zhuang Qingning: "But it's fine. I'll call a couple of guys over to help me carry it."
