Be careful!

"Understood, Aunt Fang!"

Sang Shen was gone for two hours, until the moon was high in the sky, before he returned. Looking at the waiting Buling, he felt a warm glow in his heart: "It's done, we've got them all. We'll go next door and move them over tomorrow morning."

Bling breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, let's go to sleep early then."

"good."

The next morning, before dawn, Sangshen and Buling woke up and, without lingering in bed, went next door and moved all the things they had prepared into their home.

During this time, when Fang's wife saw this pile of things, she wondered, "Xiao Qi, why did you bring so much stuff back?"

Mulberry said mysteriously, "You'll find out soon enough."

Aunt Fang was extremely puzzled, but her doubts were soon answered.

Not long after Sangshen brought her things home, three people turned into the alley, the one in the lead being Buling's 'cousin' Xia Qingmei.

When Bu Ling saw Xia Qingmei, she waved to attract the three people's attention. Xia Qingmei saw her and quickly walked over: "Cousin."

Buling greeted her, "Cousin."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two got down to business. "Cousin, these are the things you wanted. Please check them and see if there's anything you're missing."

Xia Qingmei smiled and agreed, put down the bamboo basket, and together with the two people behind her, carefully picked up the mulberries one by one.

Xia Qingmei's requests were quite varied, ranging from cotton, grain, and thermos flasks to cloth coupons and soap coupons—she had everything. Luckily, Sangshen had many connections and was able to gather everything in one night.

After taking stock of the items, Xia Qingmei was overjoyed: "That's right, these are the things." As she spoke, she opened the three bamboo baskets behind her: "These are the things you wanted. We only kept a few pieces of meat, and the rest are all here."

Sangshen also checked it quite thoroughly, and then nodded to Buling.

Buling understood immediately and turned around with a smile: "Cousin, no problem!"

Xia Qingmei smiled and said, "That's good. It's getting late, so we won't bother you any longer. We'll take our leave now."

“Okay, let’s talk another day,” said Buling.

"Okay, let's talk another day."

Xia Qingmei and the other two stuffed all the things into three bamboo baskets and carried them away.

Sangshen and the others watched them leave the alley before turning around and going home.

After closing the door, Sangshen gave a brief explanation, then took out the tiger skin and handed it to Aunt Fang: "Aunt Fang, give this to Grandpa, it will make him more comfortable on the train."

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Sang immediately refused: "I don't need it, give it to Little Star."

Buling chuckled and chimed in, "Little Star has one, and we also have a bearskin."

Sangshen nodded and chimed in, "That's right, Grandpa, it's a waste for us to keep this tiger skin. You should keep it and use it."

"real?"

"Really!"

"Then this old man won't stand on ceremony." Grandpa Sang didn't refuse any longer and readily accepted the tiger skin.

After all that fuss, it was getting late, and the old man and his family had to pack up and prepare to leave.

Unlike when they arrived with lots of bags, when they left, the old man and his two companions only took their own clothes, leaving everything else to Buling and Sangshen's family of three.

After watching the three board the train, Sangshen turned and left the train station...