"Why throw it away? This bed is pretty good, I think we should keep it," Li Qing said.
Auntie Caili's cheeks suddenly turned a noticeably bright red.
Li Qing really thought the bed was quite good, brand new, and quite large.
But in Auntie Caili's eyes, Li Qing's words clearly meant he couldn't bear to part with her, wanting something to remember her by.
"I think it looks good too," Han Mei also said, "Auntie, you take what you can use and leave behind what you can't. Don't throw anything away; I'll deal with it slowly later on."
"Okay then." Auntie Caili stretched out the sheets in a pretentious manner, and after waiting for that flustered feeling to pass, she took Han Mei and Li Qing to the front and explained in detail the method of stocking goods and the price of each item.
Li Qing found all those matters very headache-inducing. He stayed for a while and then left.
He had to go to Wenguan Garden to pick leaves.
