Mo Hua returned home, took out the gifts from his storage bag, and handed them to his parents to help keep safe.
Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua exchanged a glance, both somewhat astonished.
They didn't know when it started, but the number of cultivators with whom Mo Hua was acquainted had grown so large, and most were figures of status in Tongxian City, like Court Leaders, Supervisors, Family Heads, Elders, Formation Masters, and the like....
To receive so many gifts for the New Year.
Whenever Mo Hua went out, he brought back some gifts, and when he didn't, people would still deliver presents to his house.
The gifts, big and small, almost filled the house to capacity.
Mo Hua set the storage bag down, collapsed into a chair, and sighed like an adult, "So busy!"
Liu Ruhua watched and couldn't help but smile.
Then Mo Hua said, "Mom, I'm hungry."
"Save some room for dinner tonight. I'll get you some osmanthus cake; just have a little bit."
"Okay," Mo Hua nodded.
