Julian felt like he was probably just a tool for his parents to get grandchildren.

“So many of them? Then we can roast the sweet potatoes ourselves to eat. The ones they sell outside are too expensive.”

As expected, Quinn really liked this gift.

The van door was still open and Quinn walked over to take a look inside. She exclaimed, “Are these all sweet potatoes?”

She picked up a sack, not knowing if they were sweet potatoes or yams, and carried it in.

Soon, Mark came out to help as well.