Ji Changmu himself also laughed.

After having dinner happily, Qiao Muyuan asked the maid to open the suitcase, and she began to pack the gifts she brought back from abroad to bring to her parents tomorrow.

Mom is not picky, she likes whatever she gives.

As for dad...it's a bit difficult.

Ji Changmu sat on the sofa and watched TV. Sometimes he would turn to look at Qiao Muyuan. The little girl frowned, not knowing what she was thinking.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Have you thought about what to bring to my father tomorrow?"

"There are all kinds of wines in my wine cellar. I picked two bottles and brought them to Master Qiao. I also brought the lighter agarwood-carved Qinnan string I bought at the antique store during the trip to Master Qiao."

"Give me the lighter to my dad too? Don't you like it very much?"

"He was willing to give me his most precious treasure. Why should I not be willing to give it up? It's just a lighter. Although it is rare, it takes a long time and I can always come across it again in the future."

"Just tell me about your sweet talk and see if my dad will accept your words."

Ji Changmu looked at her with disgust: "Why are you just talking so sweetly?"

Can we still have a good chat?

"I will definitely help you pack it." Qiao Muyuan squatted on the ground to pack things, "You have to thank me."

"No need to package it, right? It's not all packaged in the store."

"Aren't you happy that I'm helping you?"

"Thank you Mrs. Ji."

Qiao Muyuan smiled. She knew that her father didn't like receiving gifts very much, but he didn't say anything about the gifts they bought for him, but he still liked them in his heart.

Qiao Zhixing was the stingy one. Most of the time when he came back, he would give his father a bunch of certificates and medals that no one could understand, saying that he didn't have money to buy gifts yet, so this was what he wanted.

Hey, this guy is the stingiest.

Speaking of which, Lao Ji of their family is the most generous. He brings a gift every time we meet and every time he goes out for a trip.

Qiao Muyuan squatted on the ground and muttered, arranging things while talking.

Not only did Ji Changmu buy gifts, but she also bought souvenirs, all of which were given to her parents.

Ji Changmu lazily leaned on the sofa, crossing his long legs and watching TV.

However, after watching for a while, he saw that Qiao Muyuan beside him was still sorting things. He frowned and raised his lips: "Qiao Muyuan, why haven't you sorted it out yet?"

"Come if you can."

"I'm not coming. I cooked for the whole night."

"Tch, my back doesn't hurt when I sit and talk."

"My waist is fine."

"..."

There were only two of them in the living room, and the time was quiet and leisurely, which was rare.

…

Early the next morning, Qiao Muyuan and Ji Changmu got up early and went to Qiao's house before Josnian went out.

Entering Qiao's house, a familiar smell hit your face.

Qiao Muyuan likes to go home the most. This is the home where she grew up.

A white puppy "Woof" ran out, Qiao Muyuan squatted down and held it in his arms. It was Xiaotuo.

In the early morning, a layer of hazy, clear mist shrouded the mid-air, white and misty, and the morning light was endless.

Those golden rays of light shine on the green plants in the courtyard, with clear meridians and swaying green leaves, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

Qiao Muyuan touched Tudou's little head: "Why did you run out? You are not allowed to sneak out in the future, or you will get lost."

That's how she lost her little Duoduo back then.
Chapter completed!