"No, no, no, money isn't important, what's important is the thought."
Qin Er, taken aback, explained with amusement, "This statue of Buddha, in a sense, is priceless because the sculptor has passed away. A few years ago, I filmed a documentary related to Buddhism, and the sculptor gave it to me."
Qin Yiren was stunned for a moment, then realized the gift's significance, "Brother, this is a gift someone gave to you, I can't accept it."
Qin Er smiled and comforted his sister, "Don't worry, I don't have any beliefs, giving this to me is like a pearl cast before swine. If Old Madam Bo happens to be a believer, this gift will definitely have a great effect."
Qin Yiren was still hesitant, "Are you sure it's okay?"
"It's really okay!"
After speaking, Qin Er, still concerned, asked, "Yiren, are you sure it's alright for you to go to the Bo Family alone? Should I take leave from the crew and accompany you to the Capital City?"
"I'm fine, you're so busy with work, don't worry about me."
