In the blink of an eye, it was time for Helian Qiao and Lu Xiaofen to set off for the Capital, and the Chen Family home was buzzing with activity.
"Uncle Chen, Aunt Chen, our dear Guibao will soon be leaving for the Capital. This is just a small token of our affection for her."
Every household contributed something, such as eggs or rice flour, even Elderly Mrs. Song, who often found herself at odds with Ma Xiulian.
Back in the old days, when scholars from their village went to the Capital to prepare for exams, everyone in the village provided support. They really knew the meaning of unity and friendship.
And for the past few decades, Guibao was the first person from their commune to head to the Capital—their golden Phoenix!
"Thank you, thank you, we appreciate your kindness!"
With such gifts being offerings of goodwill, even if they were not particularly valuable, Ma Xiulian happily accepted them all.
In the evening, after dinner, the family from the old house came over.