Chi Ning casually stepped on the backs of his shoes to slip them off, changed into slippers, then pointed at the bonsai and said, "Dad, where do you want this thing?"
Chi Baichuan: What do you mean, this thing? She had a name. She was called Emerald Lotus.
No matter how much the middle-aged man liked the gift, he kept a straight face and pointed at the empty display stand beside the tea table. "Over there."
Qin Heng said, "I'll carry it over for you."
Chi Baichuan was a little worried. This thing did not look very big, but it was actually quite heavy. The distance from the door to the entryway was short, so moving it a little was no problem.
But the distance from the entryway to the tea table was much farther. What if it got bumped along the way?
Qin Heng crouched down, exerted a little force, and lifted it with ease.
Chi Baichuan: ...
Oh, right. Little Qin had suffered hardship as a child too. Maybe he had carried things even heavier than this bonsai.
Sigh... if he kept making things difficult for him now, he would seem unreasonable.
As Chi Ning followed Qin Heng to the display stand, Chi Baichuan glanced at the other gifts on the floor.
There were lotus root patties with osmanthus that Chen Mingxian loved to eat, Chongming Hairy Crabs, and a string of golden rice dumplings meant to be collected as jewelry. Everything was there. Even Chi Yang, who was working away from home, had received a gift.
Chi Baichuan clicked his tongue.
It was true that his son had helped pick out the gifts, but Chi Ning was a little airhead. He definitely would not have thought of making sure everyone got something.
Qin Heng, on the other