After An Xuyuan left, Zhang Yulan stood still, watching his retreating back in a daze. She touched the spot on her forehead and muttered, "You can just talk. Why did you have to touch my head?"
Though she grumbled, the corners of her lips curved up without her realizing it.
After leaving the Zhang family's house, An Xuyuan rode his bicycle and went to Li Chenmo's house. Standing outside the gate, he pulled at the rope and heard the crisp sound of bells coming from inside.
He waited for a while before the gate was opened, and Li Chenmo appeared from behind. Standing in front of him, he asked, "Comrade An, what a rare visit. Do you need anything?"
An Xuyuan nodded and said, "Comrade Li, I heard that you and your brothers get lots of grains from the mountains. I came to ask if it's possible for you to exchange the grains with the production team."
Hearing this, Li Chenmo raised his eyebrows and said, "Comrade An, let's talk inside."
