When the topic of grain came up, Wen Songtao's expression became less relaxed. He wasn't short of money, but they were being closely watched. Even if there was grain on the black market, they didn't dare to trade for it, not to mention that there really wasn't much grain on the black market.

Before Wen Songtao could even speak, Jiang Qiao had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

"There's no food left, right?"

The old man patted Jiang Qiao's head and said, "Girl, don't forget, we eat rations, we won't starve. How should I put it, Grandpa's current situation is a bit delicate. I'm worried that I'll end up like your grandpa."

Jiang Qiao nodded knowingly, "So what are you planning to do?"

“I was worried too, so I came here to relax. I don’t care about the New Year or not. I was worried that after the New Year, I would be even less able to get out. I might as well take this opportunity to come and see you. Although your father is taking care of your mother, I am still worried. She is my only daughter, and I can’t let anything happen to her. We live too far away to take care of her.”

"If this were before, sending her a few maids wouldn't have been a problem, but things are different now, you know?"

Jiang Qiao patted the old man's hand and said, "Grandpa, you can rest assured about Mom. I'll take care of her. Aren't you worried about me?"

Wen Songtao smiled and shook his head. "Qiao'er, you're still a child yourself. No matter how capable you are, you still have to go to school. Who will take care of your mother during her postpartum period? Who will help take care of the baby? These are all problems. We can't rely on your maternal grandmother; her health definitely won't allow her to come here."

Jiang Qiao waved her hand and said, "This is no big deal. There are so many military wives. We can pay some money and have them help take care of them. We can talk about the future later."

If my mom gives birth, I can take her back home. Grandpa and Grandpa Qiao are here; taking her back to the countryside and finding someone to help take care of her wouldn't be a big problem. Don't worry about it, there's always a way.

Wen Songtao subtly discussed the future political situation with Jiang Qiao, a matter Jiang Qiao couldn't say for sure.

“If you’re planning to do something, do it quickly. Don’t end up like my grandfather, who’s still living in the cowshed. Even though we take good care of him, he’s still not very free. Even if someone helps him, we’re afraid of causing them trouble. Grandpa, just think it over. Whatever is best for you.”

The old man smiled and nodded. Jiang Qiao was worried that the old man would be too tired from the train journey, so she let Wen Songtao sleep on the kang first. She needed to quickly heat up the kang on the west side so that it could be used for sleeping at night.

To be honest, Wen Songtao was really tired. He couldn't deny that he was getting old. When he was young, he traveled around without any problems, but now that he's older, even taking a train is a test of his physical strength.

After Jiang Qiao finished her work, the old man woke up, and Wen Jingwan came home from get off work. Even Wen Songtao shook his head when he saw his daughter like this, saying, "You child, you let Jiang Qiao come, but I didn't see you, as the mother, taking care of the child. It seems to me that the child is taking care of you and this family."

Speaking of this, Wen Jingwan also felt embarrassed, "Dad, I want to too, but I have to go to work. Besides, my cooking is really not as good as Qiao'er's. There's nothing I can do, so the child has taken over the household."

Haha, to be honest, my husband and I are really blessed. With our daughter, we have nothing to worry about.

The old man pointed at his daughter with a look of exasperation, "You, you, what can I say? Didn't I tell you to learn everything back then? Where did you learn it all?"

"It's fortunate that you're in the military. If you were in another place, which family would want someone like you?"

Wen Jingwan pouted. "Dad, you shouldn't be so disparaging of your own daughter. I'm fine; at least I have so much dowry."

The old man glared at his daughter, annoyed. "Alright, don't mention those dowries to me. What's the use of them? Can they be exchanged for grain? You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, do you? You really don't know how expensive grain is outside. People are starving to death. What use are those dowries?"

"If we can't get food, and people die, dowries and all that are meaningless. You're lucky to be with Zhengfeng and Jiang Qiao."

The old man was happy for his daughter, but he was also worried. Jiang Qiao could take on the responsibility of the family, but the child was not around. He felt that the couple might not be able to afford food if the child left and his daughter was about to have another baby.

"Dad, it's not as serious as you say. Our family is different from others. Our child isn't around, so my husband and I eat at the cafeteria and then cook special meals for ourselves when we get home. It's not as weird as you make it out to be."

The old man had absolutely no desire to discuss this issue with his daughter anymore. He figured that the ability to make special meals was most likely due to his granddaughter's efforts. He didn't believe that the child was just wandering around aimlessly. Jiang Qiao wasn't the kind of heartless child; if she went out, she must have been trying to exchange for supplies.

At the same time, he felt a little heartbroken. Why were none of his grandchildren like Jiang Qiao? If he had even one who was similar, he wouldn't have to worry so much.

Wen Jingwan's first thought was that there was a food shortage back home. "Dad, really? Our Qiao'er was able to get it back, you're not short of money, how could you not be able to buy it? If you don't have cash on hand, I have some here."

The old man angrily turned around and went out to find his granddaughter. This girl had been raised too well by her son-in-law and was somewhat oblivious to the hardships of life. The father and daughter had nothing in common to talk about for the time being.

Grandpa came out with his hands behind his back, and Jiang Qiao chuckled, "Grandpa, were you upset by my mom? You can't blame my mom for this. It's just that she has a good living environment now and before. Do you think you would have let your daughter buy oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar before?"

Even when it comes to cooking, it's definitely your nanny who's giving instructions; my mom just does the bare minimum.

"Here, there's a cafeteria; who would want to cook for themselves? And if it goes on for too long, they'll be even less likely to learn."

The old man chuckled and tapped Jiang Qiao, saying, "You little rascal, you're practically a mind reader."

Jiang Qiao continued to tease, "Grandpa, why did you have to compare me to roundworms? Don't you mind? Let me tell you, my mom is quite good. Although she's a bit lacking in housework, she's a good daughter-in-law and will be a good mother-in-law in the future. You know, it's so unpleasant to argue over a few dollars every day. I think my dad still prefers my mom as she is."

Wen Songtao sighed, "You're such a perceptive girl. Okay, let's not talk about your mother anymore. What are you going to make for Grandpa tonight? Do you have any fine grains?"

Jiang Qiao chuckled, "Grandpa, I guarantee you'll be satisfied. Here, this is fruit. Take it inside and eat with Mom. The food will be ready soon."

Wen Songtao didn't smell a strong aroma in the kitchen, so he felt there was nothing to look forward to for dinner.