Rong Qing waved his hand: "No, I don't need anything. I want to stay at home. It's too cold outside."
Grandma Jiang liked her granddaughter-in-law's personality of not liking to go out. It was really because her granddaughter-in-law was too beautiful. Normal young men in their prime could not resist her face. Her eldest grandson was not at home all year round, and she could not let others steal him away.
"It's really cold. I'll ask Xiao Wang to heat up the kang in your room later. I have an appointment with my old sisters for tea today, so I can't stay home with you."
Rong Qing smiled and waved her hand: "Grandma, just have fun. I'm not a child. I don't need you to accompany me all the time."
Grandma Jiang felt a little distressed and guilty. They were at the same age, newly married, and hadn't been together for a few days when they separated. She was worried that if this continued, the little affection they had for each other would disappear completely.
At this time, she had already begun to consider whether she could let Rong Qing join the army, although it was unrealistic. The military district where her eldest grandson was located was too special. Normally, one had to be repeatedly checked and reviewed before entering.
If Rong Qing knew what she was planning at this moment, she would definitely firmly oppose it. It was impossible for her to join the army. That stinky man was too torturous. He kept tossing her in bed all day long and she didn't know how to do it. Could her body withstand such torture?
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Jiang's mother took Rong Qing and Jiang Yaner to the Land Bureau to handle the transfer of ownership. Rong Qing did not accept her invitation again, but walked slowly on the street.
The temperature has dropped significantly in the past few days, and there are not many people on the streets. There are only some small vendors who are freezing to death, a moving bus, the occasional motorcycle passing by, and bicycles being pushed on the slippery road.
From time to time, she would take pictures of what she saw with her camera, and buy some if she saw something interesting at the stall. Of course, if she was in a good mood, she would buy everything.
Passing by a century-old dim sum shop, she simply bought a large portion and asked them to deliver it to a hidden alley. After they left, she put it away. The dim sum of this era is really delicious, with exquisite ingredients and no messy additives or flavors. One bite leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth. She wanted to stock up more and asked the salesperson for the factory's address and phone number.
She planned to go to the factory manager tomorrow to order a month's supply. She wanted freshly baked goods for a better taste. She would run a little more and consider it as exercise. She had to collect the roast ducks anyway.
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