ROTCGIS, Chapter One Hundred and Seventy One

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Rebirth of the Charming Girl in Space

Chapter 171:

Thoughtful

Murong Zhe sincerely looked at the women who had helped him, "Thank you, sisters."

"They were infuriating. Helping is the least they could do," Mrs. Tian remarked.

"Yes, the outside area is already cleaned. You've just moved into a new house; there must be a lot to do. We'll leave now," another woman said.

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About to depart, they heard Murong Lingran say, "Aunties, please wait."

The women turned simultaneously, and Murong Lingran took out red envelopes from her bag, handing one to each of them.

"Thank you for your hard work, aunties. This is a little token of appreciation. I hope you don't find it too little."

The women didn't refuse; giving red envelopes on such occasions was entirely normal.

With a calm demeanor, they discreetly checked the amounts and were all satisfied. After assuring them that they could ask for help anytime, they left the Murong residence with smiles.

Murong Lingran went to the kitchen again, where the women had just finished washing the dishes. She handed each of them a red envelope as well.

Returning borrowed utensils to each household, the family finally entered the room where the congratulatory gifts were placed.

Although Mrs. Liu's disturbance earlier had dampened their spirits, the sight of the abundant gifts before them lifted their mood.

After all, just a few months ago, they were still in the Saiyuan Mansion, never daring to dream of such a day.

Murong Lingran looked at the room filled with eggs and sighed, "Ah, there are so many eggs, but we have a large family. I'll find creative ways to use them all."

She then glanced at the gifts on the table, mostly sent by the noble young ladies and gentlemen.

Opening them one by one, Murong Lingran examined the gifts. Miss Wei sent several pieces of brightly colored silk and a few sets of jewelry, from headpieces to earrings to bracelets.

Young Master Xiang also sent numerous silk pieces, more than twenty in total. It seemed he might be involved in the silk business. The selection covered various age groups, and there were also some everyday items.

Ninth Young Master's gifts were more diverse—a famous landscape painting, three sets of fine stationery, three precious swords, six sets of women's clothing, a box of pearl flowers, and a complete set of red gemstone jewelry.

Of course, there were also several high-quality silk pieces, all in delicate colors.

Without a doubt, the landscape painting was for Father, the stationery and swords for the three brothers, clothing and pearl flowers for Murong Lingran, and the silk for the three younger brothers. The entire set of red gemstone jewelry was undoubtedly for their mother at the Ruyi Embroidery Villa.

Unexpectedly, Ninth Young Master, being a man, was so meticulous. He had prepared each person's gift carefully.

Murong Zhe, seeing the gemstone jewelry, thought of his wife. He smiled and said, "Your mother can't attend the housewarming today. She'll be disappointed. Tomorrow, go visit her and take this jewelry to her. She loves red, so she'll be very happy."

After saying this, he looked at his daughter with indulgence, "These valuable items, let you keep them, including your mother's. Your father and your brothers are all clumsy men, not suitable for safekeeping."

Murong Lingran also smiled, "Sure, Father."

The three brothers had no objections.

Murong Kuan suddenly asked, "Father, do we really need to send gifts to Aunt and Uncle? They treated us that way, and they certainly won't appreciate it even if we give them gifts."

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