Grandma Rong laughed and said:
"We have our own way. If you like it, eat as much as you want. We'll bring you more when you leave. This time, we've made some delicious food that will last a long time. It's enough for your family to eat for a while. When you're done, we'll call you and mail it to you."
Taking off his shoes and sitting on the warm kang, Rong Jingdong couldn't help but sigh: "It's still warm to sit on the big kang in winter."
Grandma Rong placed food on the kang table and responded, "I've been used to sleeping on it for decades. Even when I get old, I still get cold in the winter. I really can't live without this kang. It's really more practical than a bed."
Waves of overbearing aroma penetrated Rong Jingdong's nose. He swallowed involuntarily, picked up a plump white bun and took a bite. As the gravy burst out, the aroma of meat filled the entire cavity. He squinted his eyes in delight.
I ate four steamed buns in one go, drank a big bowl of millet porridge, and ate a big goose egg. Of course, I also finished several side dishes. I felt a little unsatisfied, but my stomach was already full.
Grandma Rong found it funny. Her eldest son had always been steady and self-possessed, and this side of him only showed when he was eating the food he cooked.
"Hahaha, you're no different now, no one's competing with you. I'll make you whatever you want for lunch."
"You can even order food. That's great! After I've sorted out the dowry for Guaibao, I'll go to the market to buy the ingredients."
"There's no need to go through so much trouble. We have plenty of food at home. Not to mention anything that flies in the sky and swims in the sea, we should be able to get whatever you want to eat."
"Mom, I'm not polite. Spicy rabbit, chestnut chicken, boiled beef, braised pork, stir-fried lamb with green onions..."
He casually listed a long list of dishes. Grandma Rong listened with a smile and waited until he finished before saying:
"Okay, we have all the ingredients. I'll make a few more for you to take back, so you and Liya don't have to cook tonight."
"Speaking of Liya, Mom, wait for me to get you something she specially asked me to bring to you and Guaibao."
He stood up and walked towards another room. The moving was not yet complete. The mover was moving the TV into the room. Seeing him, he asked:
"Where should I put this?"
"Put it on the cabinet for now, someone will come and install it later."
He quickly found the wicker suitcase and returned to Grandma Rong's room with it. He opened it and handed the hand-woven scarf, hat, and knee pads on top to Grandma Rong.
"My wife made this especially for you."
Grandma Rong took it with a smile:
"Oh, Liya makes this for me every year. Go back and tell her that I have everything I need. The one she made for me two years ago was brand new and unused. She's busy enough with work on weekdays, so she needs to take a good rest when she has some extra time. With the nature of her job, nothing is more important than good health."
"She's really doing this. Because of work, she only goes back to see you a few times a year. She always feels bad and hasn't fulfilled her filial duty. If she's not allowed to do so, she's probably going to feel bad."
"It's a thoughtful gesture. It's a thoughtful gesture. It's good enough. Unlike the second son's wife, not to mention she never took a needle from me, I wouldn't even recognize her if we met face to face on the street."
Rong Jingdong was very dissatisfied with his second brother. After moving to the big city and becoming a leader, he forgot his roots. Not only did he abandon his own daughter to his mother, but he and his brother had not seen each other for four or five years since his second marriage.
"Mom, you don't have to be angry with them. You already have two filial daughters-in-law, so having another one is just icing on the cake."
"Why would I care what she thinks of me, an old lady? I'm just angry that not only did she forget her mother after marrying a wife, but she even forgot her own daughter completely. If it weren't for you and me keeping me in check, I'm afraid my monthly living expenses would have been cut off by the pillow talk behind me."
If it were more than ten years ago, Rong Jingdong would not have questioned his second brother's character, but now, he completely agrees with what his mother said.
Worried that my mother would get hurt by anger, I quickly helped her sit on the kang, stretched out my big hand and gently stroked her back, my voice unusually gentle:
"Just don't be angry. As a father, he has basically paid all the money he should have paid for Guaibao's dowry. From now on, let them live their lives as they please."
"Humph, if it weren't for my dear, besides, those things belong to our Rong family, and shouldn't they be given by him, the irresponsible father who only cared about giving birth but not raising him?
As for the fact that he is willing to be a sucker and help raise other people's children, no one can do anything about it. It's just like Zhou Yu fighting Huang Gai. As for me, I am too lazy to care about it. Who would have thought that our good bamboo would produce such a bad bamboo shoot like him!
Fortunately, I have a few of you filial sons, otherwise I would be so angry that I would die if I couldn’t wait for your father to come back every day..."
Then he sighed deeply, and distressedly pulled Rong Qing over to sit beside him, his eyes full of heartache: "Alas, poor my sweet baby, how could he have such a father?"
Rong Qing: “…”
Grandma, you don’t have to feel sorry for me. Really, I’m not a poor thing. On the contrary, I feel very happy to have you, uncles, and aunts loving and caring for me!
Although I didn’t get the one for Dog Dad, I got many others, which was totally worth it. Rong Jingdong’s eyes showed the same distress as Grandma Rong’s!
Rong Qing couldn't control her expression:
"I'm really not a poor kid. I have my grandma and my uncle, and you guys have loved and spoiled me since I was a child. I'm really, really happy. Don't, don't look at me like that. I can't handle it."
"Hahaha....."
"Hahaha......"
Grandma and uncle were amused by her.
Grandma reached out and touched her little head: "Yes, our sweet baby is not pitiful at all."
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