Wu Shufen and Lin Changyou entered the courtyard carrying a bucket of pickling water. "Little Lan, why aren't you in the city minding the shop?"
Lin Lan smiled. "Xiangyang's dad is at the shop. I came back to help make the pumpkin cakes."
Lin Changyou put down the bucket. "You all stay here. I'll go to the shop to have a word with our in-law."
Wu Shufen nodded. "Go on, then. Invite our in-law to join us for lunch at Lexing."
"Alright. Make a couple of side dishes, and he and I can have a drink or two." Lin Changyou picked up a cloth, wiped his hands, and made to leave.
"Dad," Lin Lan called out, stopping him. "When you leave the alley, turn right and walk dozens of steps to the bus stop. Get on and ride to the Xinhua Bookstore stop. The department store is right across the street."
"Got it." Lin Changyou strode away.
