Mrs. Rong touched the pigeon egg on her hand, her expression showing disdain.
Qiao Qiqi didn’t even glance at the woman, taking out the gift she had prepared.
"Just shut up! No matter what Qiqi brings, I like it. Even if it’s just a blade of grass, I’d be happy! It’s none of your business!" Elder Rong, the older he got, the more childlike he beca, never held back when disapproving his daughter-in-law.
"I just fear it might actually be a blade of grass." Mrs. Rong retorted rcilessly.
"Enough, nobody will mistake you for a mute if you keep silent!" Rong Shu glared at his wife with displeasure, then looked at his fourth son.
He was indifferent to others, but still had so concern for his own son.
Qiao Qiqi brought a thousand-year-old ginseng; buying it had cost her a fortune and effort, barely snatching it from the wolves encircling.
And there was a Nephrite Jade knick-knack.
"This ginseng must be at least three hundred years old, right?" The butler was amazed upon seeing the ginseng.
"It’s said to be a thousand-year-old ginseng. Exactly how many years, I’m not sure, but it’s a good item. Later, we’ll use it to make soup for grandpa," Qiao Qiqi said with a smile.
"A thousand years! My heavens, wouldn’t it have beco sentient by now!"
Everyone widened their eyes, staring at the well-preserved large ginseng, their eyes fixed.
A glimpse of century-old ginseng is already rare.
Who’s ever seen a thousand-year-old ginseng!
Mrs. Rong wanted to find faults and mock Qiao Qiqi but was speechless.
It was truly shocking.
Just this quality of ginseng, even a single fine hair is worth millions!
A sip might even extend longevity.
"A thousand years, it’s always Qiqi who loves the most!" Elder Rong’s grin stretched from ear to ear; the elderly enjoy being rembered by the younger generation, gifts regardless of cost, intentions matter.
"Of course, I want grandpa to live to a hundred years old. I’ll keep finding good things for grandpa to live to two hundred," Qiao Qiqi joked, wrapping her arm around Elder Rong’s.
Elder Rong could almost die of laughter, so happy!
"Ahem, this piece of Nephrite Jade seems too ordinary, doesn’t it? How dare you present it, we have plenty of such stones in the pond," Mrs. Rong said, unwilling to concede.
"Nephrite Jade suits grandpa. Historically, emperors used Nephrite Jade, and grandpa is the emperor of this family," Qiao Qiqi’s words were extrely sweet.
Which made Elder Rong laugh to no end.
Now he felt reassured, soone could finally restrain his eldest son’s wife!
"Rong Qi, co with for a mont." Rong Shu wanted to have a word with his fourth son.
"Dad, I’ll first stay with grandpa and Qiqi, whatever you want to say, let’s talk later," Rong Qi glanced at his father briefly before looking at grandpa and his sister.
Apparently, to him, the two in front were far more important.
Rong Shu’s face darkened, but he was helpless, none of his six sons were close to him.
He knew after his wife’s passing, he neglected these children a lot, but at that ti they were young, and the company needed him to support it; he had no choice.
When he realized the seriousness of the matter and wanted to repair the relationship, the children had grown, and none paid him any mind anymore.
"Old Four, your dad has to schedule a ti to talk to you." Mrs. Rong started to sarcastically.
"Yes, he needs to schedule, any objections to him being after ?" Elder Rong flared up again.
"No, no, dad, that’s not what I ant." Mrs. Rong’s face froze.
"Mrs. Rong is always stirring trouble, no wonder the brothers don’t like you."
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