Song Tan drove Little Pika to deliver the last pile of seedlings and then roared down the mountain. When she came down, she saw the big truck in front take off like a house on fire, the driver not even bothering to signal, just stepping on the gas and leaving.
Wu Lan, who had just turned down from the slope, was startled:
"Hey, why are they leaving? I was thinking about keeping them for a meal, so I came back early to cook."
On this side, Zhang Yanping leaned on the gate, winking and gesturing:
"Tantan, true to your word, you didn't let them leave empty-handed!"
The three brothers, well, each got two bottles of honey and a pound of tea leaves, and Zhang Yanping decided to give each another five pounds of bamboo shoots...
This was the best treatment among all the customers!
He was worried Song Tan might not be pleased, so he said in a gentle tone, "They came all the way to deliver the goods, and if we have more cooperation in the future, we'll be in constant contact..."
