That evening, Li Long handed out the jade pieces he had brought back from Wu City to his family.
"Mom, your bracelet." Li Long placed a jade bangle with a fairly small opening in Du Chunfang's hand. "This is mutton-fat jade. Feel it. It's really comfortable. Jade is good for you. Wear it yourself, and don't give it to anyone else."
"Why spend money on that!" Du Chunfang looked displeased, but the smile at the corners of her eyes betrayed her true feelings.
"Then give it back to Xiao Long and let him sell it," Li Qingxia teased his wife. "He can get his money back."
"If you can't say anything sensible, keep quiet!" Du Chunfang glared at him. "You're not even as good as Xiao Long. At least he thought to buy me a bracelet."
"That's different." Li Qingxia wasn't falling for that. Hadn't their good life only started after they came here? Where would he have found the money back home?
"Dad, this Handheld Piece is for you." There were plenty of things in Li Long's shoulder bag, and he handed them out one by one. "Play with it and exercise your fingers. This is mutton-fat jade too. The figure carved on it is the immortal poet Li Bai, I think?"
"Good, good!" Li Qingxia accepted the piece of jade, roughly the size of Li Qiang's fist, with a smile.
"Sister-in-law, this bracelet is for you. I bought it on my brother's behalf." Li Long took out another jade bangle with a larger opening. "I wasn't very sensible those past few years. I upset you."
Liang Yuemei had been quite happy, but at Li Long's words, her nose stung. She turned away, wiped the corner of her eye, then turned back with a smile and said:
"What are