Zhong Lihui's wife went to the kitchen to prepare some food, leaving Zhong Lihui behind.
Looking at her son, the Zhong family's eldest aunt asked, "Li Hui, you just got back from Beijing, right? How did it go? Didn't you say you wanted to sell our stones to Beijing?"
Faced with this question, Zhong Lihui's eyes showed a slight evasiveness as he replied, "It didn't work out. It's not that easy to sell them."
Upon hearing that the sale didn't go through, the Zhong family's eldest aunt didn't seem too disappointed. "If it didn't work out, it didn't work out. Our mountain is sealed off anyway, even if it sold, there's no way to deal with the stones."
"Yeah." Zhong Lihui just uttered a sound of agreement and didn't bring up the matter again.
