He Ying forced a smile and said, "Mom, I really like my job as an announcer. I won't apply to be transferred to the logistics department. I'll go back to work after the New Year."
Shi Shan nodded: "You have this plan, Xiaoxiao."
She squatted down and turned the package over so that the mailing slip was facing upwards. When she saw it, she smiled: "Yingying, this is the package sent by your brother and sister-in-law. It's finally here."
It took more than two months from the time I received the telegram to the time I received the package.
"It turned out to be a package sent by my brother. I was wondering why it was so big." He Ying also laughed.
Shi Shan found a pair of scissors and carefully opened the package.
When the outer layer is removed, the inner layer will automatically split into two parts.
Shi Shan touched it and found it felt like cloth on one side and dry and hard on the other. It was probably a mountain product and He Tingjun had sent it before.
Shi Shan immediately started to open the bag of clothes first.
The oilcloth was opened, revealing the children's clothing packaging bag inside.
The three sets of ready-made clothes Yun Qiao bought were not cheap, so the packaging was very tight and you could see the styles inside through the packaging bags.
"Oh, it's really nice to look at." Shi Shan couldn't stop laughing. She held the clothes in front of the little baby and started teasing him: "Chenchen, look, what is this!"
"This is the new clothes my uncle and aunt bought for Chenchen."
"Want to see?"
"Does Chenchen like it?"
The three-month-old baby naturally wouldn't answer whether he liked something or not. Even when his grandmother teased him, he rarely smiled. He just stared at his grandmother's eyes with his big round eyes open in a cold manner, without blinking.
Shi Shan put down the two sets of clothes and only held up the brown plaid shirt set that Yun Qiao had specially picked out. She smiled and said, "This little piece of clothing looks so ugly. It's obvious that it wasn't picked by your brother."
He Ying took a quick look, and even though she had a prejudice against Yun Qiao, she had to admit that the dress was indeed beautiful.
She couldn't point out any mistakes, so she could only reluctantly praise Yun Qiao: "Sister-in-law has a good eye."
"Yeah, I also think Yun Qiao has a good eye."
He Ying was nitpicking: "The size I bought is a little too big. How long will it take to wear it?"
"You should buy something bigger. Your brother and sister-in-law live far away from us, and it will take several months for the things to be shipped to us. If you don't buy something bigger, the exact size you buy will be too small for you to wear when it arrives." Shi Shan held up the clothes and gestured at Chenchen twice, saying, "Besides, this one isn't too big. Children grow fast, so it will be big enough for them when they're about a year old."
This was He Ying's first time giving birth, and she had no idea about the baby's growth rate. Since her mother said that the baby could wear it at one year old, she just assumed that it could be worn.
Shi Shan folded up several small sets of clothes and placed them on the sofa. "This set can be worn next autumn, and the other two sets can be kept for two months. They can be worn in spring. I'll ask Aunt Lan to wash them first, and you can hang them up in the closet in advance so you don't forget them later."
"I can't forget it." He Ying said, "Sister Fang Hui also sent Chenchen a few sets of clothes a few days ago. They are also sizes that can be worn by a six-month-old baby. I'll put them together after washing them."
Shi Shan was not happy to hear Fang Hui's name.
This kid is becoming more and more left-wing. Some time ago, he even called her workplace and asked her if she was restricting He Ying's freedom to make friends and not allowing He Ying to contact him?
No matter what, she is the elder. Even if she restricts He Ying's freedom of making friends, so what? Is it your turn as a junior to call and question her?
It's totally nonsense!
Shi Shan thought this in her heart, but she didn't show it on the surface. Her daughter was so bewildered by Fang Hui that she was furious when someone said Fang Hui was not smart in front of her.
Fang Hui easily got into arguments when she was talking about it, so Shi Shan simply changed the subject: "Come and take a look at the mountain products your brother sent. See what he sent this time."
As she spoke, she opened another large bag wrapped in oil paper.
"It's just the same stuff! Apart from mushrooms and wood ear mushrooms, there's nothing new." He Ying was not very interested.
It’s not like there are no mushrooms in the southwest.
The mushrooms in the southwest are quite famous.
"Mushrooms and wood ear mushrooms alone aren't enough. What else do you want?" Shi Shan glanced at her and said unhappily, "You think these things are insignificant, but outside, you can't buy them without spending dozens of dollars. And you're still dissatisfied?"
He Ying pursed her lips: "No, I don't dislike it."
"I think you can't tell good from evil." Shi Shan glared at her angrily, "You were fooled by someone else's little copper-covered silver bracelet. You treated it like a treasure and put it on Chenchen's wrist."
"What's wrong with copper-wrapped silver? Copper-wrapped silver is still silver. Chenchen's aunt and uncle didn't think of giving it to her, but Sister Fang Hui did. This is a token of her thoughtfulness."
He Ying was unconvinced: "Do you understand what it means that a small gift is worth a lot of thought?"
Shi Shan snorted softly: "I think you are being taken advantage of."
"You, you are too snobbish!" He Ying's face showed clear stupidity: "Sister Fang Hui would never think like that."
Shi Shan chuckled twice: "When you gave birth to a child, she gave you copper-clad silver. When she got married, you gave her pure silver. It would be strange if she didn't think so."
He Ying couldn't win the argument with Shi Shan, so she stamped her feet in anger, stuffed the child into her arms, turned around and ran upstairs: "I'm ignoring you!"
Shi Shan held her grandson in her arms and shouted at her back, "You don't care about the child anymore?"
He Ying didn't even bother to look up: "Never mind!"
Shi Shan was so angry at He Ying that her head hurt.
This child...
You only grow older, but you don’t grow smarter!
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