166. Pickled Pepper Bamboo Shoots and Tricycle_1

Song Sancheng was at a loss for words!

On the other hand, Old Man Li watched them with envy, "Oh man, your granddaughter is truly filial. She even took out money to buy you a car... that tricycle, able to haul goods and carry people, how convenient it is to get around."

The wrinkles on Song Youde's face instantly smoothed and tightened again, looking as joyful as a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Ah, that's right! We're getting old, going on a long trip leaves us huffing and puffing, having a tricycle is just so much more convenient."

"Tantan, that child, is just like that. Living in the big city, she picked up the habit of being generous with money. I tell her not to, but she insists on buying..."

Old Man Li's envy was genuine, and he sighed again,

"Brother, you're lucky indeed. Look at your kid, growing tobacco leaves for you, buying you a car, highly thoughtful and has money too."