Qin Xue slowly chewed on a vegetable stem, considering whether or not to bring a gift for Chu Molin's friend, as he wasn't making a joke.
Vegetables were not the ideal gift, but she still had four small jars of wine left from the batch she originally planned to give to Li Zhao and An Hao.
But Chu Molin and the others had an over-the-top reaction to that wine, probably best not to offer it to others.
"Xue'er, what are you thinking about? Eat your breakfast quickly. It's not good for your body if it gets cold," said Chu Molin noticing his wife furrowing her browse over her untouched porridge.
"Oh, I was just thinking about whether to bring a gift for your friend.
We don't seem to have anything at home to give, except for the peach blossom wine you guys drank last time; can that be given to your friend?
That's the best thing we have at home, and I can't buy any gifts since I don't have any cash," said Qin Xue, feeling it best to ask him.
