Chapter 847 - How Was This Little Boy Being More Compassionate Than Her, The Mother? (2/2)

Yuan Mo was panting and wiping the sweat on his forehead with his little hands. It was the red ginseng—his grandfather’s treasure—that he obtained by helping his grandfather grind it for a painstakingly long time.

Master Yao Lao squinted at the items in the basket and said, “Your grandfather is stingy, why would he be willing to give away his prized possession?”

Yuan Mo took no notice of the sarcasm. “Granny Yao, do you think it will work for the little sister?”

Ye Yuwei was touched. How was this little boy being more compa.s.sionate than her, the mother?

Ye Yuwei squatted down and looked at Yuan Mo. “I am very grateful for your grandfather’s generosity. How much does it cost? I’ll pay you.”

“This red ginseng is priceless, it is very hard to find. I bet that old scrooge would quote for a lot of money for this with his itching palms,” Master Yao Lao smirked mockingly.

“As long as it is useful for Xixi, I don’t mind the price tag,” declared Ye Yuwei earnestly. There was nothing more important than her daughter’s life.

“Aunt, it is free, as long as it can be used for little sister’s treatment,” said Yuan Mo in a serious tone.

It would be unfortunate if the adorable little girl succ.u.mbed to her illness and died.

“Kiddo, why are you being so amiable? Do you like her daughter?” teased Master Yao Lao as she checked the red ginseng.

Ye Yuwei was stunned by her questions.

Yuan Mo’s big eyes blinked anxiously. Suddenly, he turned around and ran off.

Ye Yuwei rose to her feet, looked at Yuan Mo who had dashed away and laughed. “Master, you scared the boy.”

“That kid is as sly as a fox, even more so than his grandfather. There is no such thing as something that is free. He must be up to something, you wait and see,” Master Yao Lao explained. She picked up the basket and walked to the back of the house.

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