It doesn't seem like there are many.
"Everyone has one quilt."
Unless there are older children in the family, there are no two quilts, like in their family.
Occasionally, her daughter Miaomiao would come home to stay on weekends.
Even in the dead of winter, many people only cover themselves with a thin blanket.
Su Jingjing didn't know what to say, so she just gave an awkward smile.
"Sister-in-law Qiu Rong, tomorrow is the weekend, your Miao Miao will be home tonight, right?"
When Huang Qiurong mentioned her daughter, her smile deepened.
"Yes, I haven't been back for two weeks. I wonder if I've lost weight."
She became worried again. The school food wasn't very good, but Miaomiao always reported good news and never bad news when she came home, which made her, her mother, very worried.
"Miaomiao is a very sensible child. Last time Yuanyuan fell down, she was the one who helped her up."
However, the little girl seemed a little scared when she saw her.
Huang Qiurong patted the quilt and said, "She told me when she came back that you also gave her a notebook, and she treasures it very much."
That day, Miaomiao happily brought the notebook back and praised Jingjing in front of her for the first time.
Miao Miao accidentally bumped into Jing Jing once, and ever since then, Miao Miao has been very afraid of Jing Jing.
"That notebook must be expensive."
Su Jingjing smiled calmly, "Sister-in-law Qiu Rong, it's actually not much money."
She quickly changed the subject, "Miaomiao will be in high school soon, right?"
She didn't know what the other person's grades were, so she didn't dare mention them.
"Yes, Miaomiao is great in every way, except her English is terrible."
It may be related to the child's living environment from childhood.
Miao Miao lived with her in the countryside when she was little, and they only came to the city when she was in sixth grade.
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