"Yes."
Wu Xiaoshan replied indifferently and then ignored Zhang Jiaojiao.
Seeing this, the latter didn't ask any more questions, curled her lips, and continued walking toward the village.
Before long, the two arrived at Li Yanhong's house.
"Jiaojiao!"
Li Yanhong, who was cooking, hurried over with her spatula upon seeing Zhang Jiaojiao, "It's been a while since I've seen you, our Jiaojiao is getting prettier and prettier!"
Zhang Jiaojiao's face lit up, and she said crisply, "Cousin, you're still so beautiful, I've missed you so much!"
Watching the two women embrace, Wu Xiaoshan placed the suitcase in the courtyard and then spoke out, "Sister Yan Hong, go ahead with your work, I'm leaving."
"Don't go, dinner is almost ready, just eat here." Li Yanhong quickly said.
"No, I still have things to do, you guys eat," Wu Xiaoshan shook his head, and with those words, he walked toward the vegetable field.
