After Liu Chi reported his identity, Auntie Yang immediately welcomed him in.
Liu Chi handed over the dried peanuts and the tea leaves that he had brought at the last minute. However, his gaze landed on the peanut crisp on Auntie Yang's table and the bright-colored Camellia tea in the cup.
He was shocked. He knew that what he had brought was a little shabby, but he did not expect it to be even more shabby than he had imagined.
For a moment, he did not know how to begin.
Auntie Yang smiled and asked him to sit down. Liu Chi forced himself to stay calm and sit down on the soft cushion. He subconsciously glanced down.
He realized that the seats and stools in Auntie Yang's house were very special.
The seats and benches that should have been flat and smooth were wrapped in something soft. The structure of the chairs had become much simpler.
