Lin Shan's home was not far away. It was just a fork in the road after crossing the river. With Grant's company, although some people looked at Sam frequently along the way, no one took the initiative to come forward to talk to him or say anything else.
Sam was holding a basket, and he and Grant were standing outside a farmyard. They looked inside the house, coughed lightly, and called out, "Is anyone in the house?"
After waiting for a while, there was a rustling sound from inside the house. As the door was opened, a woman in her thirties walked out. She was dressed in coarse linen clothes. Although she was not pretty, her eyes were dark, bright and lively.
Seeing that the visitor was a stranger, the woman couldn't help but feel a little reserved, "What are you two..."
Sam hurriedly walked out the door and told her what happened before, then handed over the bamboo basket, "This... um... sister-in-law, although there are not many eggs and wild vegetables in this basket, it is a token of our family's love. I hope you will accept it."
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