Yang Yingzi said she had gathered them all from the mountains. She'd even fallen on the way, and her knee still ached a little.
Song Qingya was pregnant and needed exactly these kinds of nourishing foods.
When she took the bags, she could feel their considerable weight and immediately understood how precious they were.
Nuts weren't cheap on the market right now, and these were all-natural with no additives.
She knew Yang Yingzi's family wasn't well-off; to be able to give her all this was truly doing everything they could.
Her heart stirred, and she accepted all the bags.
She didn't refuse or offer too many polite pleasantries. She simply nodded, took the bags, and carried them inside.
Luo Fuman wanted to help carry them, but she stopped him, saying he had just recovered and shouldn't tire himself out.
She made several trips, neatly stacking all the bags in a corner of the kitchen.
