After dinner, Wu Xiaoshan took Zheng Kai's family back to the village.
On the car, Old Zheng quickly said, "Xiaoshan, I really can't thank you enough for today. Without you, we wouldn't have known how to end the day!"
Wu Xiaoshan smiled and said, "Uncle Zheng, we're from the same village, isn't it a bit formal to say that?"
However, Auntie Zheng didn't agree, "Xiaoshan, let's not even talk about being from the same village, even ordinary relatives couldn't do what you did, so we definitely need to thank you!"
Seeing this, Wu Xiaoshan didn't pretend anymore, and at that moment, Old Zheng suddenly asked with curiosity, "Xiaoshan, is your produce really that rare?"
Although people came to buy vegetables and fish every now and then, most of the villagers in Wolong Village hadn't tasted them, so they didn't fully understand the situation.
