Old Zhou went around the village wearing his clothes, despite it still being autumn, and worked up such a sweat that he returned home and called out, "Four, your wife's given birth, when do you plan on going to the capital?"
He was thinking of Manbao, and even if he couldn't go to see his precious daughter in the capital himself, having Four go to take a look would be nice.
Zhou SiLang came out cradling his second son, trying to lull him to sleep, and responded, "Dad, it's still early. We've just put the harvest into the granary, and we haven't collected the privet seeds, raw ginger, or aged ginger yet."
He said, "This year, the village has a lot of raw and aged ginger. Since I'm going to the capital anyway, I might as well take some with us. Wulang mentioned that buying vegetables and such is expensive there; if everything is pricey, then ginger and yams must be, too. We won't go empty-handed, and that way, the trip won't cost as much."
