With a head full of thoughts, another night passed like this.
Early the next morning, when An Ning got up, she noticed that someone was transporting stones up the hill.
An Ning knew why, so she didn't go up to inquire.
When An Bingfeng built the house, he probably thought it would be comfortable to have a large area, so he bought not only the area around the house but also this small hill in front of it.
Now, it was convenient for An Ning, as she didn't have to spend more money to buy the hill.
Once most of the stones were delivered, An Dafu finally arrived, albeit a bit late.
The hot weather easily made people irritable, so An Ning handed a bowl of mung bean soup, which she had prepared in advance, to An Dafu to cool him down.
Then, she spoke, "Dad, I have something to tell you."
"What's up?" An Dafu asked while drinking the mung bean soup.
"Well, the silver we prepared for building the farm, I spent twenty taels of it," An Ning said.
