Hearing a knock, Grandma Hua came to open the door. Only Qin Mei and Jie Jingchen knocked; her prodigal son would only kick the door. She came to the door full of joy, but when she saw it was him, the smile froze on her lips, and her expression soured.
"What are you doing here again? I told you, your father and I don't have a single cent to give you. And don't even think about forcing your dad to go up the mountain to gather and sell herbs. In his current condition, forget going up the mountain—he can't even stand up. If you want to sell medicinal herbs, go gather them yourself."
Zhang Haoyuan's face darkened. Qin Mei stepped forward. "Grandma Hua, it's me."
The moment Grandma Hua saw Qin Mei, her face lit up with a smile. She glanced at Jie Jingling standing beside her but didn't recognize her. Her cloudy gaze fell upon the bicycle. "You silly girl, you bought so much again. Didn't I tell you? We're just happy to have you visit. You don't need to spend so much money on things."
