Jiang Xiaoxiao was taking the bus back to the farm.
Before getting on, she had already planned that it would make perfect sense to bring back two bags of grain.
She would just say they were from her sister.
This way, it could also supplement the food supply a bit.
It was a perfectly valid excuse.
Before getting on the bus, she stuffed the bags in. Kenqing Farm was different from her sister's place; she had many acquaintances there, but also many enemies, and too many people with sharp eyes could spell trouble.
To put it bluntly, she was just playing both sides; to her sister, she'd say she took the grain from her own farm.
To Jia Shu and the others, she'd say the grain was from her sister.
Jiang Xiaoxiao felt like she had become a master of lies; a fib could pop out of her mouth at any moment.
Sigh, being a person is really too hard.
She had everything prepared before getting on the bus; otherwise, who knew how many people were also heading to Kenqing Farm?