After returning home, they changed into farm work clothes and went to the vegetable garden to turn the soil and pick beans, ending up somewhat disheveled.
"Xiaoyu," Song Hui called out to Song Xiaoyu as he handed over the basket of vegetables, "On top are greens, and underneath are mountain yams, all freshly grown in the garden. You pick them out at noon and add some dishes for everyone. Your mother and I are going to take your sister and your brother to grandma's house now."
The basket was brimming with vegetables and looked very abundant.
Song Xiaoyu took the cumbersome bamboo basket, recalling something, "Didn't mom and dad say they would leave after lunch? Why are you heading to grandma's house now?"
Song Hui sighed, "Your sister Xiao Hua, she—" seemingly struggling with a difficult matter, heaved a long sigh, "never mind, it's better left unmentioned..."
Tian Xiaoe instructed, "Xiaoyu, take good care of the guests from the show at home."
