After dinner, Li Xianglian didn't rush off but sat down and handed over a small packet to Shen Yunfang.
"Yunfang, there's five hundred Yuan in here. Don't do anything before you hear me out," Li Xianglian urged, seeing Shen Yunfang pushing the packet back and quickly grabbing her hand, "This money is what your brother-in-law and I decided to pay back to you. Back when Jiajia was sick, you and Hongjun put in not only money but also effort. If it wasn't for you both, my Jiajia might not be here today. Your sister is deeply thankful for the rest of her life— and I truly mean it." As soon as Li Xianglian broached the topic, her eyes started to sour. Recalling those days, if it had not been for Hongjun's timely return to the hometown, her Jiajia could have been lost, and she might not even be able to carry on living, let alone celebrate the New Year.
