Li Fei sniffed and, too lazy to bother with them, whistled a tune as he left and returned home.
Yet at home, Li Zhenyun and Chen Huixian were waiting for him.
Li Fei looked at them in confusion and asked, "Dad, Mom, is something the matter? Why haven't you gone to bed yet?"
Chen Huilin frowned and glanced at Li Zhenyun before saying, "Your dad should tell you.
Seeing the look of heavy concern on their faces, Li Fei's heart skipped a beat. Could something be wrong?
He quickly turned to Li Zhenyun and urged, "Dad, whatever it is, just tell me!"
Li Zhenyun took a deep breath and said, "The thing is, the strawberry season has long passed, and we don't know why our strawberries were able to last so long. But now the yield is gradually decreasing; our production is dwindling and it won't last much longer. This could be a significant loss of income."
