"Seeing you, things have gone south." Mrs. Wen glanced at Bai San and said, "Yesterday afternoon, I heard from this girl that they agreed on someone using a bullock cart to help them deliver tofu to the town, and I wondered who it would be. I didn't expect it to be you."
"Well, we could call that fate. Yes, fate..."
Bai San gave a guilty smile, but his heart was sour like a bitter herb.
When he learned that the sisters Zhuang Qingning were from Enji Village, he thought of Mrs. Wen's tofu shop, wondering if Zhuang Qingning had anything to do with Mrs. Wen.
But looking at the Zhuang sisters, who are peaceful and kind, with a friendly temperament, he thought it was highly unlikely they would have any relationship with the prickly Mrs. Wen, so he had no concerns.
Unexpectedly, it turns out that they do have a connection with Mrs. Wen, quite a significant one at that.
This put Bai San in a sulky mood as he felt his face freeze from smiling too stiffly.