The next morning, Ye Feng packed his things and walked out of his room.
Ye Baoguo and his wife already knew that he was going back today, so they got up early and prepared several bags of local specialties for him.
Ye Feng could not help but smile bitterly. "Grandpa, Grandma, you've given me so much food, I can't eat it."
"If you can't finish it, you can share it with your classmates and friends." Ma Xianglan didn't seem to mind at all. Instead, she was still stuffing things into his bag.
Ye Feng was helpless. He could only let them be.
When he was done packing, he took out the Longguo Bank private bank card from his pocket.
"Grandpa, Grandma, I've made a bank card for you. There's some money in it. You can buy whatever you want. Don't be reluctant."
Ma Xianglan immediately declined, "Your grandfather and I have money. You can keep it for yourself."