Chapter 32

The twenty-three thousand yuan pickup truck was powerful, climbing slopes and going down hills on the winding mountain road with ease. A large pile of wild vegetables was in the back, and their family of four sat in the seats.

Until Wu Lan sat in the back seat, watching her daughter drive to town with familiarity, and no longer felt bad about the twenty thousand plus yuan spent on the car, instead saying proudly:

"Sure enough, I have to be the one to make the big decisions. Look how convenient it is for us to go out now! We don't have to pay for a chartered car to go to the city anymore, that's two hundred yuan, what a loss that was!"

Song Sancheng immediately retorted: "You didn't agree at the time, how did it become listening to you? Besides, you said you'd take the driving test, but you haven't been practicing the questions these past few days!"

Until Wu Lan sneered: "You're the one practicing every day, and your mock test score is probably not as high as mine! I got 81, what did you get?"

Song Sancheng stopped talking.

His memory was poor, and those questions were difficult to look at, so he only scored 75.

Song Tan, in the driver's seat, wisely didn't get involved in this topic, but Qiaoqiao suddenly asked: "Mom, where's my pig mommy?"

Song Tan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She knew what Qiaoqiao was asking—they were going to Grandma's house to get straw later, and Until Wu Lan planned to bring the piglets back tomorrow. Qiaoqiao had been looking forward to it for a long time, and his heart was set on his pink pig family.

In the rearview mirror, Until Wu Lan's face was dark, and she replied impatiently: "Wait! I'll go get them tomorrow! You can sleep with your pig mommy then!"

Qiaoqiao cheered instantly: "Okay! I want to give Peppa a bath!"

Song Sancheng smiled: "Sure, Dad connected a water pipe to the back hill, so it'll be easy to wash the pigpen. When it gets hot, Qiaoqiao can play."

Until Wu Lan:...

So she was the only one angry?

The car turned into town, and the group bought meat at the meat stall, while Song Tan went to the courier station alone.

Both Dr. Zhang and the savior needed ten jin of wild vegetables, and packing them alone would take some effort. The young man at the courier station looked at the large pile of cleaned wild vegetables and hesitated repeatedly:

"Do you really want to add these air column bags and use foam boxes with ice? That's quite expensive! Actually, it's fine without ice, we can deliver to most cities the next day."

"These wild vegetables of yours look quite fresh, and the weather isn't hot now. If you put them in a foam box, I'll send them to the city later, and they can be shipped out tonight. By the time they arrive, the freshness will be about the same."

These wild vegetables weren't worth much, so using ice shipping was like paying the price of meat for tofu.

Now that they were all over the mountains and plains, where weren't there wild vegetables? Imperial Capital... you could buy wild vegetables in the Imperial Capital too!

Song Tan also sighed; she didn't want to spend extra money either, but there was no way around it, fresh and crisp was different from the others.

Since she was already selling at a high price, she would carry the quality through to the end.

She took a business card: "If I ship in large quantities with ice in the future, can you give me a discount?"

"Also, do you offer door-to-door pickup?"

The young man was also stunned; there was no door-to-door pickup in their nearby villages and towns, but it wasn't impossible to be flexible: "Where are you from?"

"Yunqiao Village."

The young man's face wrinkled like a bitter melon: "That's not an easy road... how about this, if there are fifty orders, I'll drive there myself, okay?"

"If there are over twenty orders, I'll give you the lowest price."

Their courier service was famous nationwide for its speed and door-to-door delivery. It was just expensive, and they didn't receive many orders in the small town.

However, he contracted this station himself, and if he could have such a big business, he was willing to put in some effort.

"It's just that I don't have those disposable dry ice bags here, and I have to leave before two in the afternoon to send the packages to the city. If you trust me, give me a deposit, and I won't pack them yet, I'll pack them uniformly when I get to the city."

"I'll calculate the price for you then."

Song Tan thought for a moment and transferred five hundred yuan directly: "There will definitely be more packages to send in the future, we can settle the difference later."

"When there are more packages, we'll settle monthly."

Although the courier didn't think these wild vegetables had the potential for monthly settlement, it didn't stop him from agreeing first.

By the time the courier was arranged, Song Sancheng and Qiaoqiao were already waiting with large piles of meat.

Qiaoqiao was holding his pocket with one hand, and Song Tan smiled: "What did you buy?"

He grinned and reached into his pocket to take out the items; they were two small plastic soft tubes that looked like paint tubes, each with two thin plastic sticks.

Qiaoqiao's proud expression was very obvious, his slightly long, thick black hair was soft, making his skin look fair and his eyes bright:

"Blowing bubbles!"

Song Tan took a look—wasn't this the bubble-blowing gadget that was popular when she was in school? How was this thing still being produced after more than ten years?

Weren't there bubble machines now?

But thinking about it, Qiaoqiao couldn't afford a bubble machine with those five yuan.

So she became interested too, and while restarting the car, she negotiated with Qiaoqiao:

"Blow two for your sister later."

Qiaoqiao nodded heavily: "Two tubes, one for each!"

Until Wu Lan and Song Sancheng looked at the laughing siblings and suddenly felt that if Tantan stayed in the village, it might not be a bad thing.

It's just that—it's hard to find a partner in the village!

So the mother started worrying again, and looking at Song Sancheng, who didn't care about anything and only knew how to be happy, she felt even more depressed.

However, Until Wu Lan's depression was unsolvable, but eighty-year-old Grandma was full of joy when she saw the siblings:

"Tantan is back?"

"Qiaoqiao is here too!"

The siblings quickly accompanied Grandma into the house.

Upon entering, the first thing they saw was a large, neatly kept courtyard. Grandpa was sitting in a wheelchair on the porch, his hair gray and his face covered in wrinkles, but his eyes were full of joy.

The other half of the courtyard was where Uncle Wu Chengtao lived, a two-story building. Now, during the slack farming season, he had gone to a neighbor's house to play cards, and only Aunt was at home, who was also very enthusiastic:

"Tantan is back? You're getting prettier and prettier! So stylish, like a star... Oh my, Qiaoqiao has grown handsome again!"

Seeing the meat Until Wu Lan and the others were carrying, she couldn't help but laugh:

"You're here, why buy meat? There's plenty in the fridge."

Until Wu Lan handed the meat over and called Qiaoqiao to move the vegetables, laughing loudly: "Sister-in-law, Tantan isn't working in Ningcheng anymore, she came back to do agricultural planting."

"Look, the new wild vegetables are in short supply even at twenty yuan a jin! But Tantan was thinking of Grandma and you all, so she couldn't bear to sell this last batch and brought it over for everyone to taste!"

This paragraph contained too much information, and Aunt stood there digesting it for a long time before she could analyze the main point—

Her niece, the beautiful and smart college student, had quit her good job in the provincial capital and returned to her hometown to farm!