Huang Xiangwen understood and hurriedly stepped forward a few steps to drag out the basket, which contained half a basket of sweet potatoes.
She said with a smile, "Yes, Mother, they're ours. There's still half a basket of sweet potatoes here. The hunter Zijin doesn't have land, so these sweet potatoes must have been taken by Dad from our Gu Family, I presume!"
Gu Youyou's lips twitched slightly, but her expression remained unchanged as she said, "Yes, they are the ones Grandfather gave me a few days ago. Being sick, I need to eat well to recover quickly. Grandfather told me not to skimp and to eat as much as I can. If I run out, I am to let Zijin know, and he will send more."
Listening, Huang Xiangwen and the old lady Huang's mouth twitched fiercely.
Huang Xiangwen's face had already turned extremely ugly, but since the old lady Huang had not spoken up yet, Huang Xiangwen naturally had no place to speak.