Passing by the large lawn, she encountered quite a few old neighbors.
"Hey, isn’t that Jing from the Lu Family? When did you get back?"
"Grandma Zhao."
"Jing, co here, co here."
After Lu Jing approached, Grandma Zhao imdiately grabbed her wrist:
"My girl, you’ve grown up. I still rember when you first ca here, so little and pretty. My grandson wanted to steal you away and bring you ho every day!"
Huh?
Was that so?
Lu Jing had so recollection of Grandma Zhao’s grandson, he used to play with Jiang Ye and the others when they were children.
Ahem.
The other grandmothers joined in too, talking all about things that happened more than twenty years ago.
"My girl, are you heading to your aunt’s place now?"
"Mm, yes, my parents should all be there."
"Then hurry over, tomorrow is your wedding, they must be busy. Next ti, when you have a chance, co and keep us old ladies company."
Despite their ages, those grandmothers had always been remarkably sensible since their youth, and they remained so even in their old age.
Lu Jing nodded:
"Grandmas, I’ll head over first."
"Alright, go on, go on."
...
Inside the old Lu Family house, everyone was actually not busy at the mont.
Everyone was still trying to make sense of the several large boxes piled up on the ground not too far away.
Until Lu Jing entered:
"Dad, Mom, Aunt, Auntie Three, what is this...?"
What are you doing?
The boxes were all open, Lu Jing walked closer and took a look:
"Why is there so much fruit?"
"Oh, it was sent over by the Jiang Family," Lu’s mother spoke up.
The Jiang Family?
The small wooden box in Lu Jing’s hand almost fell to the ground:
"Why are they sending over fruit? And so much of it?"
This was more than enough to feed pigs!
Hokkaido lons with black rinds, white strawberries, cherries, and grapes—all four large boxes of them.
Lu Jing knew about the black-rind lons, their annual production was only a hundred, and they were sold at auction after ripening. The cheaper ones cost seven or eight hundred yuan, the most expensive ones had reached over forty thousand yuan each.
The white strawberries were also from Japan, carefully cultivated rare varieties, that looked more refined at a glance.
Of course, the price was considerably high, and they were hard to co by.
The third kind was the Ruby Roman grape, which seed to have an upscale na, and each bunch was priced at tens of thousands of yuan.
After ripening, they were the size of a standard table tennis ball, and the sweetness was quite astounding, sent directly to auction for bidding, so even money couldn’t guarantee you get them.
The last box of cherries seed to be the most common fruit, each one firm and lustrous.
So, the Lu Family was genuinely puzzled.
Why suddenly send over so much fruit?
And it was the Jiang Family’s housekeeper who personally delivered them!
From an angle invisible to everyone else, Lu Jing clenched her fists tight.
Just then, Housekeeper Jiang, who had just left a mont ago, returned again:
"Miss Lu Jing," he said, his old face smiling with profound aning.
Lu Jing nodded at the housekeeper, and at this point, Bai Luo was the first to ask:
"Housekeeper Jiang, what’s the deal with these fruits?"
Just now, the Jiang Family’s people had hurriedly set down the boxes, and the housekeeper had simply said that the head of the house asked to send them over, without giving any further details.
Otherwise, why would the Lu Family be completely baffled?
Now, it was certainly ti to ask.
Sothing felt very off.
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