Grandma Rong didn't care what happened after she stirred up the storm. The anger she had been holding in her heart finally dissipated, and she said angrily:

"How can you be so blind? He's so devoted to me even with that. I'd be ashamed to tell anyone that he's my son."

Rong Qing hugged her arms and comforted her softly:

"Everyone has their own preferences. After eating too much delicacies from land and sea, I prefer congee and side dishes."

Grandma Rong snorted, "As for him, I think he's just a wild boar that can't eat fine bran. His life is worthless."

"Grandma, you're right. Don't be angry about him anymore. It's not worth it. Besides, you don't lack sons. Your eldest uncle and third uncle are both so good. They are all your pride.

"My dear, you're so considerate and caring. I'm not so angry anymore. I've been a bit of a sarcastic old country woman for once. So, how's it going? Isn't it powerful enough?"

"Very good, grandma, you grasped it very well. I was stunned."

"Hahaha, right? But Zimo was pretty good today, and maintained himself well, but he didn't get any red envelopes."

"What does that matter?" Rong Qing took out the red envelope from her bag and put it into his big hand: "This is for you. I have a lot anyway. This is your hard work fee for today."

Jiang Zimo leaned close to her and whispered, "I prefer the pocket money my wife gives me."

"Whatever you think, whatever makes you happy, spend it as you please."

Jiang Zimo put it away: "Yes, I will. It's very generous. I am very blessed." Indeed, many married men in the army complained that their wives gave them little pocket money, only one yuan at most at a time.

He received a full 1,000 yuan. If they knew about this, I wonder how envious they would be.

Jiang Zimo decided to reveal it secretly when the time came. Rong Qing had no idea what he was thinking at the moment, so she just gave it to him. She didn't care much about the amount of money.

Grandma saw the interaction between the two and smiled lovingly. After all this trouble, when she returned to her grandma's house, she didn't feel sorry for her grandma and didn't let her do too much. She went directly to the kitchen to get it from the space.

Jiang Zimo marveled at the speed at which Grandma Rong cooked!

After dinner, it was really dark. I brought back a lot of gifts. The entire trunk was filled up, and there were also a lot of things on the passenger seat.

Before leaving, grandma took out two small boxes, handed one to Rong Qing, and opened the other one. Inside were two red ropes made of unknown material, but they were very beautiful. If you looked closely, they were flashing with tiny lights. One was big and the other was small. She helped the two of them put them on with her own hands.

He said earnestly:

"You two should be good to each other. Be considerate, understanding and tolerant of each other. Only in this way can you live together for a long time."

Rong Qing hugged her grandmother: "You always worry about me so much, it makes me feel that I am a real worry."

Grandma patted her head lovingly and said, "Don't worry, you are the most well-behaved and worry-free child. When people get old, they tend to think more about the younger ones, so it's inevitable that they will nag a few times."

Jiang Zimo: "Grandma, we will, and you should take care of yourself too."

Grandma stood outside the gate, waving goodbye to the two. She felt bad looking at her grandmother standing alone in the dim light. Parting is really annoying, no matter what form it takes.

Because there is something blocking the view, the driver in the driving seat cannot see the situation in the back seat. Of course, he will not look at it. People who do this job can only do it for a long time by pretending to be deaf and dumb and not be easily replaced.

Jiang Zimo waved his long arms and hugged the person in his arms: "Don't be sad, when we move out in the future, we will let grandma live with us, so that you can see her every day."

Rong Qing couldn't help but tease him: "I think you are greedy for the delicious food made by your grandmother, hum!"

“Well, there is that factor.”

"Are you honest?"

"I will never tell you a lie. I will be absolutely honest with you."

Rong Qing ignored him and listened to the tone of the next sentence. She could even lower her voice and say in her ear, "You stinky man, you are not a human being at all."

He totally ignored the fact that she was a delicate girl. How could she listen to such dirty talk so casually?

Look at him, he has a library of dirty talk, did you say that? He is truly reserved and low-key.

As soon as I returned to the Jiang family, Grandpa Jiang, Grandma Jiang, Father Jiang, Mother Jiang, and Jiang Yaner all came out to greet me.

Is everyone at home out here?

Grandma Jiang stepped forward and took Rong Qing's hand:

"I finally got you back. I thought you wouldn't come back today." As he said that, he pulled her into the yard.

"Grandma, she brought me a lot of things, including food she made herself. They're all in the car."

"Oh, your grandma, how could she be so polite? You know, she really touched my heart. I really don't want anything else. You don't know how many times your grandpa has mentioned it to me. He even wanted to go over to dinner tonight."

"No, my grandma made a lot tonight and separated it out into two large three-layer insulation boxes. It's still hot now. You can have a meal with Grandpa, Dad, and Mom."

"Haha, Qing girl, Grandpa must have heard me. Hurry up and go inside with your grandma. I'll go get it. This meal must be supplemented, otherwise I'll easily suffer from insomnia."

Father Jiang chased after him and said, "Dad, let me help you carry it."

"You're so unstable. Don't think I can't see your little thoughts."

"Dad, Aunt Wanjun said she would give us all some extra food. You can't eat it all by yourself."

"Do you think I, your dad, am too old to lift a knife? Where's my knife? Where's my knife? I'm going to play some tricks on you and beat you up a bit to see if you still respect an old man like me."

"After all, you just want to take more."

"How can you talk like that? How can you talk like that? I'm that kind of person. I've eaten all kinds of delicacies. I'm not like you, a loser."

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