The first thing her mother did when they got home was take the basket off Yuan Si's back. She then turned, locked the courtyard gate, and said to her daughter, "Find a time to talk to your Immortal Master. We're not busy at home anymore, so see when it's convenient for him to send our wheat back. It's still a bit damp, and it'd be a terrible waste if it gets moldy."
Yuan Si rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I know."
Seeing that her daughter had taken it to heart, her mother finally carried the basket inside. She opened it and began taking things out, one by one.
She gasped with every item she pulled out. Once everything was out, she muttered about her daughter being a spendthrift, but then she picked up a brand-new enamel mug and went outside to show it off.
'As for the money and coupons her daughter needed to buy all this, did she even have to ask? If her daughter didn't have them, they must have come from her Immortal Master.'
