Just after a while, the entrance had indeed ended up completely blocked.
Caught in a bind, Xu the Second had no choice but to move the stuff indoors. Yet, in no time at all, the room filled up, and he had to move things into the yard.
"We can't take anymore, we really can't..."
Xu the Third had turned pale.
My god, how could these people's gifts be so difficult to accept?
This is really getting serious now.
At that moment, He Bibiqu, who was minding the shop while drinking tea, sent a message to Xu the Third.
"Continue rejecting! Continue accepting!"
"You must reject sincerely, decisively, unequivocally, but do not refund what you've accepted!"
Xu the Third was startled: "What..."
"What are you afraid of!"
"It's not like you want to accept them! You've refused over and over, so just tidy up the gifts, put them on the shelves of your grocery store!"
Xu the Fourth broke out in a cold sweat: "Is that okay? Isn't it a bit too much?"
