After breakfast, Lady Li couldn't sit still any longer. Zhulan, annoyed and not waiting for Lady Li to clean up the table, grabbed two jin of pastries for Lady Li, "Babe, you and your husband better hurry along. The sooner you leave, the sooner you'll be back."
Lady Li was reluctant to take the pastries, "Mother, I'm sure my dad must have bought some too, so I don't need the pastries. Some pickled vegetables will do."
Zhulan's mouth twitched; Lady Li dared to take them, but she dared not offer. She stuffed them into Lady Li's hands, "There are many in your maternal family, and who knows how much your father has earned, let alone what all he has bought. Bringing back two jin of pastries will sweeten the children's mouths too. Hurry up and leave, stop with the chitchat."
