"Where's your brother?" Mrs. Yao asked.
"He and my sister-in-law went to the nearby supermarket to buy some things," Yao Zibao said.
Yao Shuhan was more concerned about the warehouse issue and pointed to the stuff on the floor with nowhere to step, asking, "What are these?"
"People from sister-in-law's hometown sent them."
"So many gifts, and you accepted them all?!" Yao Shuhan was stunned; when did the two sons become such greedy people?
"Dad, they are all grown by the farmers themselves. We went there just in time for the harvest, and they hadn't sold the leftovers. They said it's all pollution-free food, so my brother and I accepted them." Yao Zibao said, becoming more and more powerless as he looked at the sacks that filled the living room, truly realizing now that it might be a bit too much.
Originally, when Mr. Yao asked Gao Dashuai to have someone help with the shipping, because everything was entrusted to Gao Dashuai, neither Mr. Yao nor he felt it.
