"Uh, this..."
"Father, since this is a gift from my sister, brother-in-law, and Xiaohan, let's accept it. We are all family. Xiaohan likes reading your essays, doesn't she? Please write more for her when you have time."
"That's right, Grandfather. What my uncle said is exactly what I was thinking. Your writing is so good! I also found a few good purple Hao pens in the bandit's lair. I'll give one to each of you later."
"What? Zihao Pen? Xiaohan, this is real!? You are not teasing your uncle, are you?"
"What my uncle said is of course true. If you are not satisfied, I will change it until you are satisfied!"
"Hahaha, this child is so naughty. Let's go back quickly. Your grandmother and the others are making lunch. It should be ready soon."
"Okay, let's go back and have lunch. I love seafood the most."
"Xiao Han likes to eat shrimp. I'll get some for you next time."
"Okay, thank you, big brother."
It took the group two trips to get all the things, and they temporarily piled them on the stone slabs in the yard.
"So many things, what a waste." The old man complained.
"Grandma, this isn't much. We need to eat and drink every day, and we'll finish it soon. Here are some fine cotton cloths to make you some clothes so you can wear them more comfortably. And here are some cloth shoes. I don't know if you can wear them yet."
"Ah, my dear child, I am grateful for your kindness. Unfortunately, I have nothing and nothing good to give you. It's really..."
Liu Yuhan squatted in front of the old lady, grabbed her hand, and talked to her and changed the subject while laughing.
She hates to see old people sad.
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