An hour later, the relatives finally finished their tea, made their pre-orders, and were willing to leave.
After Mother Pan sent them off, she sat beside her daughter-in-law and asked, "Xue'er, are you sure your friend can meet this demand?"
"The number of grains and other things your aunts ordered is not small at all. If you fail to get the stuff, you might be blamed by them."
Bai Xue'er folded the paper and put it in her bag before she turned to her mother-in-law and said, "Mother, don't worry. This friend of mine is actually Lu Jueyu."
When Mother Pan heard her words, she was taken aback.
After a moment, she said, "Jiajia said that their brigade had a good harvest last year and they got a lot of grains. But no matter how many grains Jueyu receives, it's still impossible for her to sell so many."
