Zhan Yun rented a spacious SUV, with back seats that could be flattened into a bed. An'an sat on the small bed, while Zhan Yun and Feng Lingxue sat on one side.
At this moment, Feng Lingxue had an unhappy look on her face, "What era is it now? Still preparing such gifts, it makes me feel like a country girl visiting relatives in the city. It's so annoying!"
Zhan Yun responded with a wry smile, "It's mom's kind intention; don't get too hung up on it."
"But who sends these things nowadays!" Feng Lingxue was still very unhappy.
Zhan Yun tried to explain, "It's mainly because mom has a special way of thinking. According to her, it's proper to give expensive items when visiting distant relatives. But since uncle is a close relative, giving merchandise would seem standoffish, so we are bringing these local products."
Feng Lingxue held her head, looking pained, "I really don't know where she gets such bizarre ideas."
