"Here!"
Chi Zaozao puffed and huffed as she brought over the basket, placing it by Chi Youyou’s feet.
This person is always getting a child to do the work!
Chi Youyou didn’t mind the murmurs around her. She patted the little guy’s head, said thank you, and casually picked up the basket.
"Granduncle, Happy Birthday. May your happiness be as vast as the eastern sea and your life as long as the southern mountains."
She approached Mr. Cheng and extended her birthday wishes in Huaxia dialect, "These are fruits grown by my dad. He specifically asked to bring them all the way from Huaxia."
"No way, it’s really just fruits!"
"What? What are you guys talking about?"
"Fruits? How embarrassing that is!"
Upon hearing the word "fruits," quite a few people shrieked, while so foreigners, not understanding, curiously asked.
Lili and her father exchanged looks. Though Lili didn’t understand everything, she did get the word "fruits."
Cheng Xueyi suppressed a barely noticeable smile. She had investigated this early on, Chi Youyou had brought a basket of fruits as a gift, sothing truly unfit for the occasion!
Just a country bumpkin after all!
"Your dad grew them himself?"
Mr. Cheng’s face did not show any sign of disdain; he still looked smiling as he beckoned Chi Youyou with his hand.
He used to like Cheng Ruosheng a lot, and Chi Youyou now bore so resemblance to Cheng Ruosheng from back then.
"Yes, my dad and I grew them together. They’re very sweet and absolutely can’t be found in M Country!"
"Youyou, in M Country you can buy almost anything, but we’ll accept your kind gesture for my father."
Next to them, Cheng Yi, despite not being the one pointing fingers, felt sowhat uncomfortable and quickly stepped forward to take the basket.
"Give it to ."
Mr. Cheng frowned displeasedly as he watched his eldest son presumptuously take the basket away.
"Uncle Cheng Yi."
Chi Youyou obediently reached out, indicating for Cheng Yi to return it to her.
Cheng Yi looked at his father, then at Chi Youyou, and eventually handed the basket back to her.
"Granduncle, if you like them later, just let know, and I’ll have soone send them over anyti."
"Tsk, it’s just a basket of fruits, yet you treat it like treasure!"
At this mont, a particularly irritating voice spoke up, as a young boy ca over holding a gift box.
"Xiao Yu, co over to dad... is that a gift you took for grandpa?"
Cheng Yu was Cheng Yi’s younger son, just eight years old this year. He cast Chi Youyou a disdainful glance and then handed the box to Mr. Cheng.
"Grandpa, be careful of germs! This is a gift from Xiao Yu."
Mr. Cheng frowned slightly but still smiled as he ruffled Cheng Yu’s hair, "Thank you, Xiao Yu, but Xiao Yu, you shouldn’t be so rude, Sister Youyou’s gift is very nice."
"It’s just a basket of fruits, what’s so good about it, grandpa, if you want fruits, Xiao Yu will buy them for you! No need for that garbage stuff!"
"Xiao Yu!"
This ti, even Mr. Cheng couldn’t keep his smile intact and scolded him, "Youyou, kids don’t understand, don’t take it to heart."
"It’s alright, Granduncle."
Of course, Chi Youyou wasn’t going to fuss over a child’s behavior, "Oh yes, Granduncle, this is the gift from dad, I haven’t given you mine yet."
As she spoke, she waved to Song Shiyu, who sohow produced a board-like box and strode over.
"Granduncle, this is the birthday present from Shiyu and , wishing you good health and a long life."
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