Lin Lan glanced at the large tree but didn't see the familiar figure. She hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright, thank you for your trouble." She then handed him a few pumpkin cakes. "These are freshly made. Have a taste."
Yang Zhigang accepted them with a smile and took a bite. "Sister Lin, your pastries are simply delicious."
"If you like them, I'll have Zhixue bring you some next time," Lin Lan said with a smile.
Yang Zhigang shook his head, still smiling. "Uncle Li asked me to watch the stall here. Brother Xiangyang went to the pig farm."
When the folks at the clothing factory heard that Brother Xiangyang had taken a liking to a widow, their jaws nearly hit the floor.
Lin Lan had a gut feeling that Li Xiangyang's transfer to the pig farm had something to do with her. She smiled and said, "In that case, you can come here to eat from now on."
"Hehe!" Yang Zhigang chuckled and waved his hand sheepishly. "Sister Lin, you have a customer. I'll get back to my post."
