Qin Huairu asked, "Will you make the tomato and egg soup or should I?"
"Go ahead, sister-in-law, your craft needs more practice. I'll teach you how to do it later. It's very simple."
"Okay, I'll go steam the buns first."
Qin Huairu entered the kitchen, and Jia Dongsheng then said to Jia Zhang: "Mom, you know about the whole hospital meeting soon, right?"
"Know."
Jia Zhang still had a sullen look on her face, and it was obvious that she was still somewhat dissatisfied with what Jia Dongsheng had just said to her.
"Then how were donations made in the past?"
Jia Dongsheng didn't care about Jia Zhang's attitude. He thought that after having a good meal, this old lady would forgive him.
In Jia Dongsheng's opinion, perhaps because Jia Zhang had lived a hard life in the past, she had no resistance to delicious food. In the words of later generations, Jia Zhang was a foodie.
As long as there is something delicious to eat, her mood will be cheerful. If one meal does not make her stingy, two meals will be enough.
"Just donate as much as you can. We have two workers now, so we must donate more."
Jia Zhang pursed her lips. It was obvious that she felt a little distressed when talking about donating money. "When your brother passed away, the hospital also received donations. Our hospital is quite good in this regard. If there is any problem, everyone will help."
"Our family is doing well now, so when donating, we must not donate too little, or people will scold us behind our backs."
"Okay, I understand."
Hearing this, Jia Dongsheng nodded. It can be seen that Jia Zhang also has a grateful heart. Although she feels distressed, she is still willing to donate more.
But how much donation is too much?
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