Upon receiving the bag, Mu Yangling opened it. Inside was a five-foot-long soft cotton cloth with a gold bar hidden inside.
When Madam Ma-Liu saw the gold bar, she was shocked and quickly ran to close the door. "Where did your father get this?"
Mu Yangling also frowned slightly. It seemed that her father's work was extremely dangerous. Otherwise, how could he have the chance to obtain such a thing?
Mu Yangling put away the gold bar and said, "Since Little General sent it over, there's no problem. We'll just put it away. Great-aunt, we don't have to worry what to do in the event of a drought now."
Madam Ma-Liu frowned. "But you can't just rely on your father alone. We can't just sit at home and live off what we have, right?"
