Chapter 527: Five hundred and twenty-six, handover
Yang Lisheng shook his head and smiled, "No matter how smart, one must still study hard and get into a good university someday."
"Okay," Song Yan Ning nodded with a smile. University was destined to be out of reach for her.
Xiao Ning, living in Beijing, did your parents ever come to see you?" Li Meixiang asked. She had talked to Xinxin on the phone the day before yesterday, but before she had a chance to ask, Xinxin had hung up.
Song Yan Ning did not want to talk about Yang Xin’er and stood up, "Grandpa, Grandma, I brought some gifts for you from Korea, just wait for me to fetch them for you."
Watching Song Yan Ning’s retreating figure, Li Meixiang sighed deeply, "I wonder when mother and daughter will reconcile."
"Let nature take its course, Xiaoning is a child with her own opinions." Although Yang Lisheng also hoped that Song Yan Ning would return to the Song Family, he wanted the Song Family to truly accept Xiaoning, not because Xiaoning had abilities they wanted to exploit.
Song Yan Ning carried two bags back to the main room, "Grandpa! Grandma! These are some specialties from Korea, see if you like them."
Li Meixiang and Yang Lisheng took the bags and looked inside, nodding with smiles, "We like what you’ve brought." Xiaoning’s thoughtfulness really made them happy.
"Grandpa, there are some herbs in your bag that were given to me by the president of the Korean Medical Association," Song Yan Ning said. Han Zaiye had especially given her some precious herbs that day as an apology. She thought Grandpa would like them, so she accepted.
Yang Lisheng’s eyes lit up as he dumped the contents of the bag onto the table and saw that they were all rare medicinal herbs, his joy beyond words, "This ginseng must be a thousand years old, right? This is the first time I’ve seen ginseng of such quality. Why would the president from Korea give these to you?" Such high-level herbs could be considered collectibles, each worth a fortune.
"Maybe it’s because they admire me," Song Yan Ning laughed.
"You, child!" Yang Lisheng shook his head with a smile, happily examining the herbs on the table.