Even though Lu Xiaoxiao had always liked to rub more salt into his wounds, who knew that Jiang Lei had become numb to that?
Lu Xiaoxiao drove the two of them to their home. When they arrived at the Jiang family home, Lu Xiaoxiao went in to sit for a while. She drank a cup of tea and chatted with Jiang Yao for a while before she left.
Jiang Yao had not managed to pick out any gifts for Lu Xingzhi when she went to the city. However, she had completed the most important thing, so it was not in vain.
Jiang Yao and Jiang Lei had left early in the morning, and it was already noon when they returned home. At that time, there were even more relatives and friends at home. The courtyard was filled with people. The women sat by the pond as they washed vegetables and slaughtered chickens and ducks. Then men were also there to cook white berries; the courtyard was bustling with chatter and conversation.