Mo Hua returned home, took the gifts out of the storage bag, and gave them to his parents for safekeeping.
Both Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua exchanged glances, both somewhat astonished.
It was unclear since when Mo Hua had made so many friends among the cultivators, many of whom were figures with status in Tongxian City, such as Court Leaders, Supervisors, Family Heads, Elders, and Formation Masters...
To receive so many gifts for the New Year.
If Mo Hua went out, he would bring some gifts back; if he didn't go out, people would send gifts to his house.
Gifts of all sizes had piled up so much that the house could hardly accommodate them.
Mo Hua set down the storage bag, collapsed into a chair, and sighed like an adult, "So busy!"
Liu Ruhua watched him and began to laugh.
Then Mo Hua said, "Mom, I'm hungry."
"Lave some room for dinner, I'll get you some osmanthus cake, and you can eat a bit."
"Okay." Mo Hua nodded.