Xie Zhinuan arrived first at the posthouse with the two pups, while the silly girl went to park the mule cart and brought Dahuang back with her.
Dahuang, the mule, needed to sleep inside the house at night, not under the shed.
Xie Zhinuan carried a vegetable basket in her hand, which she had bought from a vegetable seller. It cost only two wen and was excessively cheap. The seller, a grandmother, was quite happy, saying that it was woven by her man at home and was worthless.
In those days, labor indeed had no value.
The two pups followed beside Xie Zhinuan, frolicking around.
A maid immediately came over, "Miss Zhinuan is back!"
"Mm," Xie Zhinuan nodded.
The maid was very polite, "Miss Zhinuan, let me carry that for you!"
"No need, it's not heavy," Xie Zhinuan shook her head and continued walking towards the courtyard where she lived.
The maid followed beside her, chattering, "Miss Zhinuan, are you planning to cook for yourself?"
"Mm,"
She answered indifferently.