"Comfortable, how is it, does it look good?" Ji Xinghua adjusted his clothes, grinning from ear to ear.
Ji Shuyuan didn't brush it off, but looked carefully before nodding and saying, "It looks great, Grandpa. You look really sharp in it, makes you look several years younger."
"You, always with that sweet mouth." Ji Xinghua's eyes crinkled with a smile. He secretly slipped a bag into Ji Shuyuan's pocket and said, "Shuyuan, Grandpa supports you."
"Grandpa, I can't take it." Ji Shuyuan was about to take it out.
Ji Xinghua quickly stopped him: "I don't lack money. Your second uncle and aunt gave quite a bit before and after New Year's, especially your aunt's family, they gave a lot. You use it first, pay me back when you earn some."
