At this moment, Wang Hao was at Su Zhenping's home, arranging the already bundled traditional Chinese medicine herbs. After a full day of busyness, he had finally packed all the herbs, just waiting for the truck to come and pick them up tomorrow.
More than twenty acres of medicinal herbs had amassed into two small mounds, piled up in Su Zhenping's yard like two little peaks.
"Come over for dinner at my place tonight, I have something to tell you!"
After finishing the arrangements, Su Zhenping came over to Wang Hao, gently patted him on the shoulder, and said.
With several villagers still around helping out, Su Zhenping didn't feel it was appropriate to speak in front of them.
Packing up all the herbs didn't take too long, and having been run off his feet these past days, Wang Hao hadn't been to Zheng Cailian's place for quite a while and was really missing her.
