"Thank you, Grandpa and Grandma!" Wang Xiaofang said obediently as she took the money, then turned and handed it to her mother, Liu Lingling.
"Come on! Don't waste time! Have a good New Year at home! We've never gathered together for the New Year, and this year is no different! We're leaving!" Li Xiuying stood up, tidied her clothes, and handed the house key to her second son, Wang Shusheng.
But Lin Xue noticed that the old lady had pocketed the warehouse key and didn't give it to her son.
Wang Shusheng's face changed slightly, but he took the key anyway, promising that he'd definitely keep the fire going.
"Mom, let me help with the fire! How does the second brother, a big man, know how to keep the fire going?" Feng Minghua stepped forward, trying to take the key from Wang Shusheng's hand.
