Lan Xiaolan paused, feeling a little unbelievable. It was just a dowry, but was it really that exaggerated to mobilize the county party committee leaders to come and see it?

"What on earth is this thing? Is it so mysterious?"

Lan Xiaolan looked at her father, and Lan Tian smiled without saying anything.

Dai Yuecheng and Ren Tingyi also laughed secretly, as if they had already had the answer.

Speaking of the last time at my grandfather’s villa, Ren Tingyi fainted and the doctor said he would not live more than three months.

But now three months have passed, and Ren Tingyi is not only in good health, but he can now walk and eat normally.

Sometimes, he even had the strength to hold little Moriyang and play with him in the yard.

"What did the doctor say about my brother's illness?"

"It's not serious anymore. I can live and work like a normal person now. It's just that it's unlikely to be completely cured. As long as I don't get too excited, I can live another three to five to seven years. It shouldn't be a problem."

"I'm still thinking about taking care of my son as he grows up."

"That's great! It seems the medicine I gave my mother is really effective."

"I really want to thank Uncle Lan for taking care of my husband and me these days."

"We're all family, so why bother thanking me? If you two want to stay, just stay. I'll be happy to have someone to keep me company."

"Dad, why don't I stay and take care of the baby. I'll keep you company."

"You should go back to your city S to take care of your baby instead of bothering me here. Besides, Tingxi has to work, and it would be tiring to run back and forth."

Lan Xiaolan pouted and looked a little angry.