That was Su Jinnian's own car, so Meng Chuyue and Shen Ci decided to hitch a ride with him to the downtown area.
Song Enzhi quickly arrived with an anxious look on her face.
Seeing Meng Chuyue with luggage ready to leave, she smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry, Meng Chuyue, I'm really sorry, my mom, she..."
Meng Chuyue patted her shoulder, "Don't mention that, let's talk about those pickles, um, they'll be ready to eat in two days, and don't forget to bring me my portion of the gift then."
Song Enzhi touched her forehead and handed over three pieces of paper to her, "These are from my dad for you, he said if you want them, keep them, if not, you can burn them, just don't give them away carelessly."
Meng Chuyue opened and looked. One was a breeding method for Medicinal Chicken, one was an ancient formula for a whitening cream, and another was the Song Family's most famous injury healing and pain relieving ointment recipe.
