"It's fine, I know that you did all that for us. But now that we know what happened, at least we don't come here looking for our granddaughter like idiots. Mian, since you've told us everything, we won't be bothering you now."
Then, the old couple got up…
Auntie Ning handed Huo Mian the dirty bag she had in their hand. "We brought this from the mountainside… they're just wild mushrooms and fern, we picked them and dried them for the winter. Since we didn't get to see either of them, take these, I hope you think they're good enough for you."
"No, Uncle, Auntie... I don't think they're not good enough for me, it's just that I feel bad, you guys went through so much effort in picking these out from the mountains, you should save these for yourself."
"No, it's okay, we don't have much else, but we do have a lot of these things… They're what city dwellers call 'organic products'. Take these, we still have a lot left."