"You even brought me a gift, you've worked hard." Huo Jinghua smiled merrily. It was clear that he was very happy.
After all, his daughter-in-law went sightseeing and still remembered to bring him a gift. How could this not make him happy? As for his son, even if he went out a hundred and eighty times, he wouldn't think to bring a gift for his old father.
So it's true, daughters are close to their parents' hearts, the little cotton-padded jackets. Sons are just like leaky jackets.
"I also have gifts for my sister-in-law and brother. I brought gifts for everyone." Shen Xinglan handed another gift bag to Yang Xin with a smile. The husband and wife's gifts were a pair.
"Thank you, Xinglan." Yang Xin also accepted with a smile. As for the discouraging words of 'you don't need to bring us gifts', they would never say them.