Being careful usually avoids big mistakes.
An Ning nodded, holding great suspicion in her heart about Xinghua's disappearance, yet she didn't ask further.
No matter what she thinks or does, she has never wronged her.
Watching Lu Xiu pulling the cart with An Dafu carefully assisting behind, An Ning felt a pang of sympathy.
Running over, An Ning said, "Dad, we have some Silver Coin now, why don't you just buy two carriages on your return trip?"
Nowadays, they frequently have to deliver goods to the county, but relying solely on manpower to pull this cart is quite unclear.
Although it's winter, every time An Dafu and Lu Xiu return, they are sweating profusely.
An Dafu asked first, "Do you still have Silver Coin in your hand?"
The Silver they earned, he kept only a little and gave most to An Ning; what he had wasn't enough to buy a carriage.
Actually, he had already thought about this long ago.
