Zhou Jianshan clapped his hands, and suddenly three young men appeared behind him, each carrying a large box.

After placing the box in the yard, he didn't say much, immediately turned around and left, not lingering for a moment longer.

The group of people were agile and quick-witted, clearly skilled in martial arts.

Song Qinghe was stunned, but it was normal. Given Zhou Jianshan's previous profession, it would be abnormal if he didn't have a few underlings.

And the fresh vegetables in the kitchen looked like they had just been delivered.

Zhou Jianshan didn't rush to speak. Instead, he waited until they had all left before pushing the box forward and moving it in front of Song Qinghe.

Song Qinghe: "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Zhou Jianshan: "This box is Song Pingsheng's, and this box is for you. This box contains delicious food, fun things, and some miscellaneous nutritional supplements that I prepared for you. You're going to the countryside soon, so you should prepare more things. Take these with you on the way."

"If you need anything else, go and buy some more. Life in the countryside is tough, so don't make yourself suffer."

"I can't go back with you right now. I have to stay here and keep an eye on your grandfather and the others. I'll try to send you a message when I get any news."

In just a few words, Zhou Jianshan had said everything he could think of.

I was afraid of forgetting something, which would cause trouble later.

Song Qinghe nodded, then said, "I'll take Song Pingsheng's things, and I'll take the box of food too, but I can't take Grandpa's box."

After she finished speaking, she pointed to the one that Zhou Jianshan had prepared.

Didn't he give me a gift when we first met?

Those boxes of guns and ammunition were very difficult to obtain; she definitely wouldn't have been able to get them on her own.

Zhou Jianshan is an old man who has trouble making a living. I absolutely cannot accept the things she gave him.

Zhou Jianshan sighed helplessly, "What are you thinking? It's worthless stuff, just accept it!"

Song Qinghe didn't believe a word he said. He spoke so casually, but it didn't seem to make any sense at all.

No matter what's inside, she can't accept it.

Just as Song Qinghe was about to speak, Zhou Jianshan cut her off.

"Qinghe, if you're not going to accept it, then don't leave. Otherwise, take me with you!"

“When your grandfather comes out and finds out you went to the countryside by yourself, he will definitely be unhappy.”

"They might even blame me for losing you."

Zhou Jianshan adopted an unreasonable stance, clearly demanding that Song Qinghe choose between two options.

Song Qinghe was both amused and exasperated. This was the first time she had ever seen someone give a gift to such an extent. Whether she liked it or not, she had to accept it, or she would be unhappy.

He really is a rascal, completely unreasonable.

Song Qinghe felt a little conflicted, but in the end she nodded and agreed to accept it.

It's good to have give and take in these kinds of things.

Anyway, I've already left some things for Grandpa Zhou in the guest room. If all else fails, I can add some more later. I'll also leave more spiritual spring water.

Then fill the water tank and let Zhou Jianshan boil it for himself to drink. It won't hurt to drink more.

Zhou Jianshan was very happy: "That's right! From now on, just treat me like your own grandfather. We're not going to talk about anything fancy."

"Write down the address for your trip to the countryside later, and I'll come see you when I have some free time."

“I’m keeping an eye on Song Pingsheng’s side. I’ll find a way to let you know once the verdict is handed down.”

"good!"

What else could Song Qinghe say but agree?