After about two hours at the Qin Family's place—mainly because the Qin Family was too enthusiastic, especially those sisters-in-law who kept surrounding her, imparting their wisdom—Rong Yan didn't decline, after all, it was their kindness.
She listened with rare patience.
Until it was time to leave, Old Sir Qin called out to her, "Granddaughter-in-law, wait a moment."
Rong Yan didn't know why the old man was calling her and before she could ask, she saw him walk to the side and then pick up an envelope.
Bulging, it was clear that whatever was inside was ready a long time ago.
Perhaps it might have even been prepared during those two hours.
Old Sir Qin handed the envelope to Rong Yan.
"This is for you."
"Grandpa, what is this?" Rong Yan lightly pinched it with her hand and realized there were hard objects inside.
