"You really lucked out with this, how did you know it belonged to his family?" Shi Feng spoke with a hint of jealousy.
Qi Yun gave him a mysterious smile: "Abula's grandfather once served as a servant in the Prince Mansion, and during a tumultuous time, he took this chair home."
"There's no need for you to inquire about the rest."
Shi Feng pouted but didn't press further, continuing to focus his gaze on that chair.
Qi Yun handed a cigarette over to Liu Meng and said, "Brother Meng, when we get back to the city, go to the labor market and find a few workers. In the next couple of days, please lead them to help Abula build his house."
"Also, I'll have Zhong Rui transfer fifty thousand yuan to you. Once the house is finished, take this money out and give it to Abula, just tell him it's financial aid for Xiao Balang's schooling."
Liu Meng took the cigarette, nodded silently.
He always did as Qi Yun instructed, never asking too many questions, as was his usual manner.
