Li Julin treated He Nan as if he were family, thinking that whatever He Nan needed, he could just take directly from his home—no need for formalities.
This wasn't He Nan trying to give a gift to a friend, it was clearly an attempt to help that little girl. Knowing the hidden story, Li Yue directly refused on behalf of He Nan, "My sister likes to eat dried bamboo shoots. We'll save these for her. We can buy more for him when we see him next time."
Knowing He Nan's temperament, Li Julin and the others didn't say anything more.
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When they got home, Lu Siyuan was busy cooking in the kitchen while Shen Mianmian took out a notebook to act as an account book, counting money and keeping records at the same time.
Nearly six hundred pounds of winter melon had earned them about twelve yuan after deducting the costs. Ten pounds of bean paste had made a profit of two yuan, and dried bamboo shoots had earned six yuan, making a total profit of twenty yuan.
