Jiang Haiqiu brought these wild vegetables, which were very fresh and clean. They were all fresh little sprouts, without any yellow or old leaves, clearly picked carefully at home.
Yu Xiaolian decided to make an egg paste tonight; such good bitter vegetable sprouts should not be wasted.
"Dad, don't return the basket empty. Pack some sweet potatoes or potatoes for him to take back."
Yu Changhe nodded, "The Jiang family is quite struggling. I heard that his parents favor the younger son. Last autumn, after harvesting, they separated Jiang Mangzi's family of three, only giving them a peach orchard on the southern hill, without even a single acre of land. The house Jiang Mangzi now lives in was put together last autumn by finding someone temporarily, and their family is short on food and clothes."
