The more Mrs. Wang thought about it, the more she felt it was the right choice to set aside her pride and make this journey. She felt it would be appropriate to bring along even more radishes and cabbages for Zhuang Qingning.
Glancing at the small bamboo basket hanging on her arm, Mrs. Wang felt that it was just too small to hold more than a few items. Her gaze finally fell on the small monowheel cart at home.
On the other hand, Zhuang Qingning, watching Mrs. Wang enthusiastically leaving, helplessly rubbed her forehead.
She didn't need to think twice to know that Mrs. Wang must have gone to dig up cabbages, and when she returned, she would undoubtedly ditch that small bamboo basket. Most probably, she would bring a larger basket instead.
If she had known that Mrs. Wang would react so strongly, she wouldn't have provided a way out for her. Now, all kinds of things at home could really be sold at the market.