"Besides, you and Xiulan just got married. It's okay for your grandfather to buy you some furniture. It's a wedding gift from your grandfather and a blessing to your young couple." Mrs. Jiang said again.
When Mr. Jiang heard it, he also responded, "Yes, I bought this furniture for you, and I will also contribute to the marriage of your young couple, so it's right to help you buy some furniture.
If you have money yourself, you can save it. The days will be long, so it will definitely be better to keep more money on hand. At that time, when you encounter a place where you need money in particular, you can also take it out. "
Of course, Zhao Xiulan was embarrassed to accept it. These furnitures are also very expensive.
Zhao Xiulan calculated that it would cost about seven or eight hundred yuan.
In this day and age, it is quite a sum.
"Grandpa, Grandma, I appreciate your kindness. Jiang Cheng and I did save some money. Besides, Jiang Cheng and I will both work in the future. Together, the monthly salary of the two of us can reach 200 yuan, and the furniture is not enough. After spending a few hundred dollars, I didn't consume too much savings, and I can save it quickly in the future, so this money doesn't need your sponsorship." Zhao Xiulan persuaded.
Jiang Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, yes, grandparents, we really have enough money for the two of us. Besides, if we don't have enough money in the future, and there is an urgent need for money, I will talk to you again, and you won't. It's not helping us, is it?"
"Well, anyway, you two must not save the things you should buy. If you have no money, take them from us!" Mrs. Jiang warned earnestly.
"Grandma, don't worry, we will definitely not save it."
"Well, that's good!"
Mrs. Jiang took Zhao Xiulan's hand and chatted for a while.
Zhang Ma saw the point to eat and went to prepare the meal.
Mrs. Jiang asked, "Girl Xiulan, is there anything you want to eat? Grandma asked Zhang Ma to make it for you!"
"Grandma, I'm not a picky eater. I can eat whatever Mother Zhang does, just like everyone else."
Zhao Xiulan is really not a picky eater, and besides, she is very happy to be able to make something delicious for her, so how can she be picky.
But when old lady Jiang asked her this, it showed that she was taking into account her feelings and caring about her, and Zhao Xiulan was still warm in her heart.
Because there are not so many people in the Jiang family eating together today, the meals prepared by Zhang's mother are not as rich as before, but they are not bad.
A boiled fish fillet, a sticky rice meatball, a seaweed soup, a few side dishes, and a large pot of steamed white rice.
These days, it is already very happy to be able to eat fragrant white rice, not to mention meat dishes.
When it was time to eat, Jiang Ping came out of the room and saw the food on the table, with a little loss in his eyes.
Mr. Jiang quickly caught the disappointment in Jiang Ping's eyes and asked, "Jiang Ping, what's wrong with you? Are these meals not to your taste? Is there nothing you like to eat?"
Jiang Ping twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Grandpa, the food is pretty good, but it's not the food made by my sister-in-law, so I always feel that it tastes a little bad."
After Jiang Ping finished speaking, he hurriedly rushed to the side of Zhang Ma and said, "Zhang Ma, I'm not saying that the food you cook is not delicious, the food you cook still tastes very good. It's just that I prefer to eat the food made by my sister-in-law. Extraordinarily delicious."