The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

The gifts from Gu Yundong and his wife must not go beyond Gu Dajiang and Yangliu, so there are not many things.

For Mrs. Yang, a pair of jade bracelets and a pearl necklace were given.

For Yang Zhifu, there were two palm balls to play with and a set of tea sets, which were just perfect to match the tea leaves her father sent.

In addition, there are two medicinal pillows, inside which Shao Qingyuan grinds and arranges the medicinal materials that can soothe the nerves, which are good for the elderly.

Yang Zhifu and his wife wiped away their tears. Looking at the things they sent, they knew that they had spent all their time.

Otherwise, how easy is it to go to the store and buy some silk china? But none of those they can use.

"You are good children, good children."

Gu Yundong and Shao Qingyuan smiled at each other and took a step back.

Then there were the Yunshu and Yunke brothers and sisters. Seeing them step forward, Yang Zhifu and his wife's eyes widened.

"You... have them too?"

"Of course." The two nodded heavily.

Yun Shu took out a box from the back, placed it between the two old men, opened it and took out the contents.

"This is a woodcarving, this is a rabbit, this is a horse, and it is the zodiac of grandparents. I carved it with my own hands, so don't dislike it." After class, he learned carving from Bian Han to relax his mind.

It's just that the technology is not good, the carving is a bit crude, and it looks a little different from a close look.

Therefore, he also prepared another gift.

"This is a handwritten word by me. Don't read it. It's just four short words, but the sentiment expressed is still very deep. And my master said that I will be able to take the exam next year. I am still very confident. In the future, I may be the champion. Then this pair of characters was written by the champion in the future. Is it very heavy? No one else can ask for it."

Gu Yundong, "..." You really have an inexplicable confidence in yourself.

However, Mrs. Yang Zhifu was very happy, and hugged Yun Shu with a smile on her face, "Yes, this letter is so well written, we will have it framed and hung in the room someday. My grandson will be the champion in the future, others will We must all envy us. Will Yun Shu be out next year? Isn’t that a nine-year-old scholar? Yun Shu is really a prodigy.”

Yun Shu puffed out his chest and said in a low voice, "Low-key and low-key, I don't want to cause a stir, after all, I still have to study. If too many people come to visit, I will be very troubled."

Yang Zhifu laughed, this little grandson is too cute.

Obviously his second grandson is about the same age as him, but his temperament is very different.

Mrs. Yang also laughed, looking up to see Coco who was looking for a chance to speak with her head tilted aside, she was busy and darling, "What do you want to say?"

Coco carried a snack box in his hand, and walked over and put it on the table, "This is the cake I made specially this morning. It's soft and can be eaten by my grandparents."

The two of them were stunned, looking at the delicate snow-white pastries in the food box, they were stunned, "This is... Coco, you made it yourself?"

Coco nodded his head, "Of course, I can make a lot of things, and I can make it for you someday."

"Coco is amazing."

"Yeah." Coco nodded slightly reservedly, "Have a taste."

Yang Zhifu took a piece, took a bite, and immediately his eyes lit up, "It's delicious."

"Really? Then I'll try it too." Mrs. Yang also took a piece.

However, just when she was about to eat, Shao Wen, who was going to deliver food to Yang He, strode in, "Young Master, Madam, something happened."