Grandma Lin's face lit up with surprise, "That'll do! This idea isn't bad. Oh, Zezai, do you know how to drive a truck?"
Lin Qingze: "..."
Gu Yuheng couldn't help but laugh, feeling warmth upon warmth in his heart, "Grandma, a truck is inconvenient, too slow. I need to get back in time."
Grandma Lin's face fell with disappointment, "Then never mind, we can't delay your important matters."
Gu Yuheng smiled and took the elderly lady's hand, "This is already enough. I'll often bring Xiaxia back here, so we'll be able to eat these things then. There's no need to bring too much back with us."
With Gu Yuheng's words, Grandma Lin's regret seemed somewhat assuaged, but she still didn't give up the idea of having Gu Yuheng bring some of everything they had at home.
She turned to Lin Qingze, "Zezai, later on go catch some chickens and ducks from the orchard, and when Xiaoheng leaves tomorrow, he can take them with him."
Chickens and ducks?
