Inside, an assortment of small square packets fell out, each marked with various names: ultra-thin, ribbed, wolf teeth, large studs, multicolored, and even different sizes...
Zhang Xiaobei roughly counted them and thought this was enough to last until death, it was just too much...
"Have you lost your mind, lad? Why did you buy so many? Aren't you afraid you'll tire yourself to death?"
"Brother Xiaobei, listen to you, I couldn't use all of these even if I tried. I won't hide it from you; half of these are for you. How about that? Am I not a good brother?" Cao Chusheng said, slapping his chest with pride.
"..." Zhang Xiaobei's forehead was covered in metaphorical black lines, "My dear brother, thanks for the kindness, but I really don't need these. You should take them back and use them yourself."
"Brother Xiaobei, I'm just looking out for you. You're living under the same roof as sister-in-law Xiaoya; what if you have an accidental discharge? It's always good to be prepared."
