Just then, a few sons also came over, and Luo Qiao gave them a warning look: "Just in time, you guys are here. The family of the classmate you helped yesterday is here to say thanks."
Even though Xiao Ye was usually carefree, he noticed his mom's warning look earlier, so he stepped forward: "No need to thank us. Whether we're classmates or just happened to meet as strangers, when help is needed, we help."
Mother Huang looked at the three young men with the approving eyes of a mother-in-law evaluating her son-in-law: "We should thank you, we should. Today we came just to see you in person, we left in a hurry and forgot to bring gifts, but in a few days, we'll definitely come by with tokens of gratitude."
Upon hearing this, even Xiao Ye, with his blunt personality, sensed something was off. He glanced at their hands, and indeed, they came empty-handed.
