Lin asked worriedly, "How do we grow this thing? We don't know if it's difficult to take care of it!"

Li Yan: "Don't worry, mother. There are tons of this stuff on the barren hills, and no one's taking care of it. It won't be too delicate to grow!"

Li Erlang looked at his excited daughter and said, "There's no rush. Let's wait until your uncle sells all the forsythia before we talk about it!"

Let's put this aside for now.

The next day, after finishing her breakfast, Li Yan returned to her room, put the notebook she had written yesterday into her bag, and found Li Xiaomei. She said, "Aunt, let's go to town together today to buy some things for the house. Tomorrow is the festival, isn't it?"

After hearing what Li Yan said, Li Xiaomei quickly dusted herself off and said awkwardly, "I won't go. You go!"

Li Yan took Li Xiaomei's hand and walked out: "Let's go for a walk. It's so boring to be alone!"

Li Xiaomei was dragged to the town by Li Yan.

Li Yan went to the county government office first. When the gatekeeper discovered that it was Li Yan, she said happily, "Miss, we've finally seen you. My mistress has been asking about you several times! I'll go and report it right away."

After saying this, he didn't wait for Li Yan to answer and ran into the mansion.

Li Xiaomei asked Li Yan in confusion: "What are we doing here?"

Seeing her aunt's nervous face, Li Yan explained: "Aunt, I came here because I promised Miss Zheng to write a storybook for her. Today I happened to come to the town and deliver it to her on the way!" Only then did Li Xiaomei put her heart at ease.

Over there, Zheng Hui heard that Li Yan had arrived. She quickly dropped her embroidery and rushed to the side door like a gust of wind. She gasped and asked, "What took you so long to send me the storybook? Tell me quickly, has Sun Wukong been invited back by his master? I've been anxiously waiting for the next step at home every day!"

Li Yan smiled and replied, "It's my fault. I've been building a house these days. I'll send you the rest of the story as soon as I have some free time!"

Zheng Hui was satisfied after hearing this explanation: "Come on, come sit with me at home!"

Li Yan politely declined: "I won't go this time. Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. I was planning to go shopping and buy some things for the family!"

Zheng Hui heard her say this and said, "Then I'll go with you too. Let's go!"

The little maid behind her said timidly, "Miss, your embroidery is still..."

Before the little maid could finish her words, Zheng Hui glared back at her.

Zheng Hui took the lead and noticed that Li Yan hadn't caught up. She turned around and asked in confusion, "Come on, why aren't you leaving? Don't you want to go shopping with me?"

Li Yan waved her hand quickly: "Let's go!" and then followed Zheng Hui.

"Where are you going?" Zheng Hui asked.

Li Yan: "Let's go to the grocery store. We're planning to make a quilt at home and we're still short of cotton!"

Zheng Hui nodded, and the few of them went to the grocery store.

Because the festival was coming the next day, the streets were crowded with people and the cries of vendors were endless. Mule and donkey carts often plyed the streets, making the already narrow streets even more crowded.

When they walked into a grocery store, the receptionist came forward and asked, "Girls, what can I do for you?"

Li Yan: "Do you have cotton in your store?"

The waiter nodded repeatedly and led the group inside. He took out a pile of cotton from the shelf and introduced it, "This is the new cotton we harvested in our store. Miss, take a look and see if you like it!"

Li Yan took a handful of cotton and felt very comfortable in her hands: "Auntie, what do you think of this cotton?"

Li Xiaomei took the cotton from Li Yan's hand and felt it with her hands: "This cotton is good, it feels soft and comfortable, and there are no impurities!"

The waiter heard the conversation and promised, "Don't worry, ladies, our products are absolutely not fake!"

Li Yan asked: "How much is this cotton?"

The waiter replied attentively, "This cotton is eighty cents a pound. How much would you like, young lady?"

After hearing the price, Li Xiaomei dropped the cotton in her hand and pulled Li Yan up: "It's so expensive! Let's go look somewhere else!"