"By the way, what did Mom tell me initially?"
Gong Ruzhi calmed down from his initial panic, and his first reaction was to recall what his parents had instructed him.
Darn it, why can't I remember? Gong Ruzhi was so anxious.
He had always been confident about his memory, but now when it came to important matters, his brain had decided to malfunction.
"Right, I need to inform Mom and Dad." Yes, that's it.
Back then, his parents had repeatedly reminded him, worrying that once his sister had a child, she wouldn't notify the family.
"Ah, I'm going to be an uncle, I need to prepare some things."
When they were kids, his sister didn't have much money, but she'd always buy him gifts, treats, and even clothes.
Although Gong Ruzhi didn't remember everything clearly, he remembered the gist of it.
Especially now that he's earning money, the gift can't be a trivial one.
The problem is, what should he give? Gong Ruzhi genuinely didn't know.
