Ruan Jiaojiao had fallen down the stairs that day, losing a considerable amount of blood, and needed to replenish it.
So he picked some and brought them back overnight.
"You really are..." Ruan Jianguo didn't know what to say and let out a sigh of resignation, pointing at the dates that Changchong had brought over on the table, and explained, "These were brought by Python, so you made an unnecessary trip."
"No, I don't need these." Xiu Xi picked up the dates from the table, ready to throw them out, which alarmed Ruan Jianguo who promptly rushed to protect them, "You silly boy, it's such a waste to throw them away. Besides, we have a big family, and we can finish them all. Even if we can't, we can still sell them for money."
"You all can eat these, and Jiaojiao will eat these." Xiu Xi didn't insist on throwing away the dates, but merely pointed at the basket he had brought and the basin on the table to differentiate.