Lu Tianjun and Lu Tianzhi stood there for a moment until Lu Tianzhi voiced his confusion.
"Brother, why did she come to our house? And then she gave us the cold shoulder!"
Lu Tianjun patted his brother’s head, leading him into the house.
Lu Tianzhi asked in confusion, "But she is our aunt’s cousin, we should call her cousin after this, can we just ignore her?"
"For now, ignore everything, after uncle and aunt get married, greeting her as cousin out of courtesy is enough. Apart from that, we should ignore everything else." After saying that, Lu Tianjun thought better of telling his brother about Wang Jiao’s intentions.
His brother was young and indiscreet. It would be better to leave this matter to him and his grandfather to solve.
Upon seeing his grandfather cutting sweet potato vines in the shed, Lu Tianjun immediately said, "Grandpa, Wang Zhengguo’s daughter left a back-basket at the door, I’ll deliver it to them later."
"Alright, go by yourself." Lu’s father stood up and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
They absolutely couldn’t keep something of Wang Jiao’s. It would be most appropriate to have a child deliver it to avoid any awkwardness confronting Wang Zhengguo.
Lu’s father trusted his eldest grandson’s judgment.
So, while Lu Tianzhi stayed home to help his grandpa cut the grass, Lu Tianjun set off with the back-basket toward the Wang family.
After being reborn, Wang Jiao became even more delicate, not wanting to do anything heavy. The back-basket wasn’t the kind that could hold a lot, but was specially made for her by Wang Zhengguo, very lightweight.
Seeing Lu Tianjun, Wang Zhengguo immediately recognized the back-basket, his heart sinking.
"Secretary Wang, this is your family’s basket, right? It was accidentally left near our cattle shed. Grandpa asked me to return it."
Lu Tianjun handed Wang Zhengguo the back-basket. There was no smile or sarcasm on his face, just a normal and casual expression, as if finding the Wang family’s basket really was a coincidence and the Wang family really just carelessly left it behind.
Wang Zhengguo quickly took it, laughing, "It really is ours, we were just wondering where it went, then you delivered it."
"That’s good then!" Lu Tianjun scratched his head, an innocent smile on his face. "I’m going back. Snow Auntie sent us some New Year’s food today, and I have to help Grandpa prepare for the New Year’s Eve dinner."
"Alright, thank you for specially bringing it back!"
Wang Zhengguo saw Lu Tianjun off with a smile. But as soon as he turned back around, his face fell.
With a loud shout from Wang Zhengguo, Wang Jiao appeared from the house, annoyed at her father for disturbing her rest. Miao Fengqin also walked in from the kitchen, "Dear, why are you shouting at Jiao Jiao with so much vigor during the holiday?"
Wang Zhengguo shot a glance at Wang Jiao and handed the basket to Miao Fengqin.
"What is this?" As Miao Fengqin questioned, she realized what was in the basket. "Isn’t this our holiday food?"
Included was the oil that Feng Qingxue gave earlier that year, which led her to generously make fried radish balls for the first time. She also recognized her own cooking skills. Apart from a big bowl of balls, the basket also had frozen dumplings and some steamed two-in-one roll cakes and other luxurious holiday foods.
Looking at the basket again, Miao Fengqin recognized it as her daughter’s and couldn’t help but turn to her husband.
With a resentful tone, Wang Zhengguo said, "Tianjun brought this over, Lu Tianjun from the Lu family."
He didn’t need to say anymore. Upon hearing this, Miao Fengqin understood.
Just as Miao Fengqin was about to continue, she was interrupted by Wang Jiao, who snapped impatiently, "It’s just some New Year’s food for the Lu family. What’s the big deal? It’s not like our family hasn’t benefited from the Lu family!"