"You're such a good kid, it's enough that you came, why bother preparing gifts? I also prepared a gift for you, hurry and see if you like it?" Mrs. Gu was more than satisfied with Jiang Meng; with a daughter-in-law like this, she'd have face wherever she went. This time her son finally wasn't blind.
Father Gu and Mrs. Gu received their gifts and were over the moon.
Gu Shilin looked at the gifts in his parents' hands, feeling insanely sour, and said, "I haven't even gotten a gift yet, and you two already did. What's that supposed to mean?"
Mrs. Gu looked at the comb in her hand and said, "Meng Meng really put thought into this. I just happened to be short of a handy comb lately! Girls are so detail-oriented, unlike those stinky men—what they give is never worth looking at."
Father Gu and Gu Shilin instantly matched the description to themselves. Their gifts were thoughtful too, how did they suddenly become eyesores?
