"Share it with the daughters-in-law."
The old man hurriedly waved his hand: "Madam, this is unacceptable, unacceptable."
Liu Yumei: "It seems the family is big and prosperous, doesn't care for these little things."
"How could I forget my roots, how could I forget my roots, I'd be struck by lightning." The old man carefully scooped the gold nuggets into his hand.
Purely by weight, these gold nuggets aren't much, but each one is crafted with delicate design, and the craftsmanship is even worth more than the gold itself.
"We will wait outside, you can call us anytime."
The old man knew his manners, holding the gold nuggets in his hands, he backed out of the dining room.
Liu Yumei drank some porridge and said: "I know you don't like this sort of thing, but perhaps Ah Ting has reminded him, he has been modest enough, but the ritual is still a bit over the top."
Li Zhiyuan smiled: "I understand."
"If you like, later we can let him continue sending meals, how about it?"
