Ping Zhengkai understands Feng Qingxue, refusing was impossible. At the end of the month, he gathered up everyone's saved Grain Tickets to bring over. They couldn't just freeload, so he took the lead in picking up the empty bowls on the table, "Thanks, sister-in-law, we'll handle it ourselves!"
They served themselves rice and brought it into the house, Feng Qingxue gave each of them a steamed bun, two buns, and a pancake.
"This is too much, sister-in-law," Ping Zhengkai hurriedly said.
"You all will be participating in labor later, it's physical work, eat a bit more." Feng Qingxue moved a few plates of stir-fried pickles closer to them, "Brother Zheng, could you accompany these brothers for the meal, I need to go cook noodles with Sister Xueniang for the kids."
Zheng Jinrui agreed, "Rest assured, I'll take good care of these brothers."
Ping Zhengkai and the others ate very quickly, cleaned up the dishes, and put them back in the cupboard, "Sister-in-law, we're leaving."
