At that moment, Li Fangting, who had eaten only half the bun suddenly shouted, "Elder Brother Jiang Xun, this bun is for you."
She handed the remaining half of the bun to him.
Jiang Xun glanced at it with a warm expression. "No need, you eat it yourself! Take care of yourself when you get home!"
"Then you bring it back for your younger brothers."
Gu Qingyao jumped down from her cart and took up her basket. She handed a meat bun to Jiang Xun. "This is for you!"
Jiang Xun looked at the soft, white meat bun. He could tell it was delicious, but he was too shy to take it.
"No need. Aunt Gu has always taken care of us. If not for her, my younger brothers might have starved to death. Keep it for Younger Sister Fangting! I'm going home now!"
Gu Qingyao simply stuffed the bun into his hand. Then she took out five kilograms of cornflour, two kilograms of rice, and six hard-boiled eggs from her basket, and placed them in a gunny sack.