Lin Lan saw her out and turned to go to the pigpen. Seeing Li Xiangyang cleaning inside, her eyes crinkled in a smile. "Are you making another delivery to the slaughterhouse today?"
"No, I've already delivered my quota of pigs for the year. I still need to buy some more to raise and sell at the end of the year." Li Xiangyang set the manure rake down outside the pen and climbed out. "Do you have to go to work today?"
Lin Lan nodded. As they walked out together, she ladled some water for him to wash up, then thought for a moment and asked, "Are you coming over for lunch? I can make extra, and you can bring some to Old Li."
Li Xiangyang draped the towel over a bamboo pole and turned back to her with a grin. "I'm afraid I can't make it for lunch. The old man's blood pressure is a bit high, so he can't eat animal organs."
Hearing this, Lin Lan figured Old Li might have issues with the "three highs." "These kidney bean rolls will be good for him. You should take some back for him."
