There was no movement in the west room. Lin Meifang went over to take a look and saw Shen Qirong sitting cross-legged on the kang, holding a box of tea in one hand. He looked left and right, then opened it and sniffed it hard.
"Good tea, this is definitely authentic Yinhao, and this Qingxi Yuya is also top quality..."
Lin Meifang sat sideways on the edge of the kang: "What are you looking at!"
Shen Qirong said excitedly: "Wife, no matter how expensive these cigarettes and alcohol are, you can buy them as long as you have money, but these teas are really not available with money. They really spent a lot of money, and I guess they must have spent a lot of effort to get these teas."
Lin Meifang said: "Why are you so happy? This is for our son, not for you."
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