Chapter 100 - 098 Penthouse Restaurant monthly ticket plus update at 240 votes
After lunch, Qin Xi slung her bag across her back and went out. Qin Zhen was sent off to sleep, while Li Xianglu began to sort through the contents of the chest. There were quite a few little surprises, and she even discovered a hidden compartment in the center of the small camphor wood box.
However, there was no treasure inside, just a letter from ten years ago.
But Li Xianglu felt that this letter would make Grandpa happier than any treasure. Mr. Li’s mood fluctuated greatly throughout the afternoon, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing. Originally planning to go out, Li Xianglu didn’t dare to move and could only stay in the next room, rushing over to check on him at any sound.
Finally, before dinner, Qin Xi returned, without the backpack of gold, now replaced by a bulging package of banknotes.
After dinner, Li Xianglu counted for a long time; it was exactly twenty thousand yuan, which was two thousand yuan more than what one would get from the bank. This confirmed to her that Qin Xi was definitely not as simple as she appeared on the surface. But that wasn’t a bad thing— in this day and age, without some skills and connections, life was hard.
The next morning, Qin Xi first took a ride according to Mr. Li’s wishes and visited An Chenggang’s house, delivering what was said to be five thousand dollars from an old friend of Old Sir An’s, urging An Chenggang to pick himself up, take care of his wife and children, and not revealing the truth.
Coincidentally, after Qin Xi had left that morning, An Chenggang received a note from the Post Office saying there was a package for him.
When he went to pick it up, An Chenggang was shocked – the parcel weighed over fifty pounds, and strangely it was wrapped in brand new blue khaki cloth, causing the post office workers to mutter in disdain: Who would be so clueless at life?
It was quite a struggle to bring it home, but upon opening it, the whole family was astonished. The children jumped with joy; it was full of foodstuff – refined rice, wheat flour, soybeans, black rice, and a big bag of peanuts. Oddly, there was also a lady’s wool sweater, nearly new, and even a military cotton-padded jacket for men.
The children hugged the peanuts, thrilled – they even tasted salty and savory!
Xu Hui, stroking the wool sweater, instinctively thought of Uncle Li’s granddaughter and asked with some confusion.