Jiang Mianmian blinked and said crisply, "Captain, I know this is their heartfelt intention, but I also know that the uncles and aunts are living difficult lives, yet they still want to give us the best they have. I really can't bear to accept them. Our family doesn't lack anything. Please take these back and return them to everyone."
What Jiang Mianmian said was just one of the reasons. More importantly, the villagers were just too enthusiastic. The things they brought wouldn't even be finished by their family of three in a year. To avoid waste, it was better to return them to the villagers.
Jiang Dashan nodded with relief when he heard his little granddaughter's words. This child was more adept in dealing with people and matters than many adults.
Zhang Guihua, on the other hand, felt a stab of pity when she heard Jiang Mianmian's words and glanced at the things on the ground.
