Xia Ruofei smiled and said, "Grandpa Song, you lack nothing here. I just brought some tea leaves, supplements, and the like, mainly to express a little appreciation."
Xia Ruofei indeed did not specially prepare gifts this time. He just took a bit of everything available in the spiritual space, including the Paradise Red robe, old mountain ginsengs, Cordyceps sinensis, and the like. He then found packaging boxes to pack them up, making about five or six gifts in total.
"You know I don't lack anything, yet you're still so polite!" old Mr. Song feigned anger. "It's only you. If anyone else dared to give me gifts so openly, they definitely wouldn't even be able to get through my door!"
Xia Ruofei said with a grin, "That's different. Others might be begging you for a favor, but I'm showing my filial respect to you. Can you really refuse?"
