Lu Jingqiu had no idea that her neighbors across the way were badmouthing her, but the food today was delicious, and the rice was fragrant and sweet, so both their appetites were quite hearty. Jiang Nanzhou ended up finishing all the remaining food, "Jingqiuer, the rice you make is always so aromatic."
Lu Jingqiu just smiled and didn't say a word. This rice was all purchased from Xue Jianian, and sometimes the food she got from the food distribution station was stale, but sometimes better.
However, going to her place frequently to buy rice and flour didn't seem proper, especially since her father and she couldn't finish the grains they received from the food ration book.
But indeed, the rice from Xue Jianian's hometown was really fragrant. She decided to ask next time if she could trade the grains from the distribution station for hers, offering to pay extra.