Metaphysics + Farming
Jiang Lai had been selling vegetables at a stall in the countryside for eighteen years before he realized that he was the daughter of a wealthy family who had been mistakenly married.
On the first day back home, my father held his nose and said, "Stay away from me. How long has it been since you took a shower?"
My mother frowned: "Don't come over here, I'm allergic to soil!"
Well, if my father doesn't love my mother, I will go back to the village and continue selling vegetables!
Little do they know that the humble vegetables in the back garden are hard to find, and they are even more treasures that outsiders can only dream of.
A big boss from Beijing caught up and said, "Who doesn't love Jiang Lai's food?"
Heir of metaphysics: "Sister Lai, please give me some root vegetables."
Nice! ! ! ! !