In fact, we just had a simple chat. It was too upsetting and no one wanted to talk about it in detail, otherwise it would be difficult to digest. There was a table full of delicious food!

After dinner, grandma took Rong Jingdong to check out the things in the two rooms prepared for them. He was shocked again and it took him a long time to come back to his senses:

"Mom, you're truly amazing! Last time, we needed two large trucks to carry out the shopping for our house. This time, I'm going to have to do two loads. The entire storage room at home is full. This New Year, our families are really going to have a great time!"

Grandma Rong said, "I'm helpless too. The sign-in system gives too much. I have only taken out a small part of it. The rest are in Guaibao's space warehouse."

I don't dare give you too much at one time. Storage is a problem, and I'm most afraid of scaring you.

After checking the supplies prepared for them for the New Year, Grandma pulled Rong Jingdong, who was still half-conscious, to another empty room, bolted the door to make sure it was safe, and patted his sturdy arm.

"Look at you, deputy commander. Stay calm. It's just some New Year's goods. Sit down and I'll tell you something serious."

He looked at his own mother with a mixture of laughter and tears:

"Mom, you call that a little New Year's goods. Putting aside other things, I just saw that whether it's cured, frozen, or fresh meat, each house probably has nearly a thousand pounds. Each of our families can get two or three hundred pounds. This..."

Grandma Rong just smiled and didn't answer him. She couldn't tell him that it was more than a thousand kilograms. She had to control the quantity again and again. Each room had 3,000 kilograms, of which 1,000 kilograms were cured and could be stored for a year. There were 500 kilograms of fresh meat, 500 kilograms of various dried meats, and the remaining 500 kilograms were made into various meat sauces, which were convenient to eat at any time and could be stored for a long time.

It is not easy for a little old lady like her to control this quantity. You know, these are all made by her own hands, and the sign-in system rewards her with fresh meat.

When Rong Jingdong saw his mother's smile, he felt that there was something he didn't know.

Grandma Rong didn't discuss this with him any further. Instead, she handed him the file bag mysteriously. Her expression suddenly became very serious, and her tone was more serious than ever before.

"Son, if you take what's in here, it will no longer have anything to do with me, an old lady. Helping to strengthen our country is everyone's responsibility."

Rong Jingdong's expression changed from initial curiosity and indifference to a serious one. The file bag, which was originally light, seemed to have its own unique weight in his hand. He assured in the same serious tone:

"Mother, don't worry!" He suddenly stood up, straightened his uniform, and saluted her very formally. "On behalf of the country, I express my deepest gratitude to Comrade Tang Wanjun."

Grandma Rong smiled kindly and lovingly: "A strong country means a strong people. This is what I, an ordinary citizen, should do."

Although Rong Jingdong didn't know what was inside, he knew his mother well enough to know that what she gave him this time must be something extremely important. In his heart, although his mother was always so frail, she was a woman with great abilities and wisdom.

It’s really, really amazing!

Grandma Rong felt the admiring gaze of her eldest son, and she unconsciously straightened her back and said proudly:

"Well, don't be too envious. I'm just that awesome. Oh, and by the way, if your sweetie comes to you with something from now on, don't ask too many reasons. Just help her get it done. And you have to protect her, too. Got it?"

"Don't worry, Mom. I will." He looked at his watch and saw 7:45: "Mom, we have to leave for the train station."

Grandma Rong waved her hand. "You're so busy, you don't have to send me off yourself. Aren't there police officers you sent? Besides, I'm not an old, ignorant woman. If you didn't insist on sending me off, I could go back to the village by myself. Those people on the train can't fool an old woman like me."

Rong Jingdong naturally knew, but he was also really worried. He reached out and held his mother's hand and walked out of the house: "Mom, where are the things you want to take home? I'll help you get them to the car."

Rong Qing came out of the house carrying a navy blue shoulder bag: "Here, everything for the milk is here."

"Why is there so little?"

He wanted to ask his mother about the gifts she had received in Kyoto these days. His brothers and sisters alone had given a lot, and the Jiang family had also given generously. All in all, they could almost fill a truck. If he took them all back, it wouldn't be like he took nothing back, right?

Grandma Rong saw his doubts and said directly:

"It's too inconvenient to take the train with so many bags, so I go to the post office to mail back everything I need." Actually, all the bags are placed in the system space warehouse, and the main feature is that they are light.

"Oh, that's good. This is the best way. We can travel light and avoid being targeted by criminals on the train."

Rong Qing reluctantly hugged Grandma Rong's arm and acted coquettishly:

"Grandma, I can't bear to leave you. How about I go back to the village with you? Anyway, that stinky man is not at home all year round, so it's best for him to accompany you."

Grandma rubbed her head lovingly:

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can you stay in your parents' home after getting married? You can stay here for a few days and then go back to the Jiang family, okay?

Your uncle has arranged for Aunt Han to come over and look after the house and clean it. If you want, you can come back and stay for a few days from time to time. If you have any problems, just contact your uncle and his family."

Rong Qing also knew that separation was inevitable, so she could only watch her grandmother leave, not forgetting to remind her:

"Grandma, you must take good care of yourself and don't let me worry. And remember to help me with the thing I told you about."

Uncle Rong in the back seat asked curiously, "What's going on?"

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!