"I'll ride my bike over first."
Rong Yan didn't want to walk with them pushing her bicycle. Riding it would be faster, and she knew the way to Tie Zhu's house anyway.
Tie Zhu certainly thought this was a better idea, so he nodded hastily, "Okay."
Just as he was about to give her the keys to his yard, he saw that she had already mounted her bicycle and left, her movements quite chic.
Two others also watched her silhouette disappear.
"Did you say she's your sister-in-law? Does her husband also live in this town?" Mr. Qin asked.
"No, in the village." Tie Zhu didn't specify which village. He hurriedly changed the subject, "Mr. Qin, you have a keen nose, to discern the scent of the wild ginseng just by passing by."
He himself couldn't have done it.
Mr. Qin chuckled, "Hmm, indeed, my nose is quite sensitive."
Nothing more was said.
The three of them walked... until they reached Tie Zhu's house, where they saw Rong Yan already waiting.
