"Old Mr. Qu, I was able to grow up so safely with your care in the past. This gift is my thanks."

Looking at the paper box, Qu Hongbo frowned, but said nothing, and signaled to put it aside.

The people next to him were not happy.

Shang Qingguo couldn't help but say, "Sister, what are you kidding? How nice Mr. Qu was to you before? You just have this attitude to give gifts?"

"Yes, what, a broken paper box?"

Shang Minghui also said.

"That's right, it's really far from the gifts my son gave."

Shang Qingcui also said.

Old Mrs. Shang's face was not very good either.

Shang Qingyu was a little helpless.

It's better not to give it to me.

At this time, Xiao Chen stood up and said, "Shut up!"

His thunder frightened everyone.

Xiao Chen continued: "Old Qu, the mountain is not high, there is immortality, the name is famous, the water is not deep, and there is a dragon is spiritual! Zhuge Liang still lived in thatched cottage back then.

Don’t you look at what is in that paper box?”
Chapter completed!