Mr. Jiang said in his mouth, "That's good, that's good, you are all good children, willing to help others.
We must always have good thoughts in our hearts, in order to be able to reap blessings in the future.
Let's go over to see those children after a while, and try to help as much as we can. "
Zhao Xiulan and several people nodded in response. Although they have helped the children settle down now, they are still worried about it.
Mrs. Jiang said with a smile, "It's not too early, come over to eat quickly. Are you tired after a long day? I specially asked Ma Zhang to stew chicken soup for you, so drink more chicken soup to replenish your body. ."
It is also because the conditions are good that I can often eat good things.
For ordinary people, chicken soup is a good thing, and it is not easy to get.
In the past, Jiang Ping didn't think it was good to drink chicken soup, but now that he saw the miserable life of those children, Jiang Ping felt that he had lived so happily after making a comparison.
Even a bowl of chicken soup may be something that those children cannot expect.
Maybe some things are decided from birth. They are born well, so they can live without worry from childhood to adulthood, and they don't have to suffer any hardships all their lives.
But for those kids, it's not too old to endure that much ordeal.
It is because of this that Jiang Ping feels that he is very happy at the moment.
What a blessing to be able to drink chicken soup!
"Grandpa's 'milk', 'milk', you are so good, you will really love us." Jiang Ping said with a face.
Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang laughed and said, "That's natural, you are my grandchildren, and my granddaughter-in-law, can your child not hurt?
Come, have a drink, but don't be hungry.
Make up for it during this time, otherwise you will not have so much time when you go back to school and work. "
As old lady Jiang said, she immediately served chicken soup to Zhao Xiulan, Jiang Ping and Jiang Shufen.
The two chicken legs of this chicken all fell into Zhao Xiulan's bowl.
Jiang Shufen and Jiang Ping stared blankly on the side, his "milk" is really "eccentric".
Even if the chicken legs were eaten by Zhao Xiulan, they were given two at once.
The rest of them can only eat chicken nuggets.
But although Mrs. Jiang was clearly partial, Jiang Shufen and Jiang Ping were not angry at all.
From Jiang Shufen and Jiang Ping's point of view, grandpa's "milk" and "milk" are good to Zhao Xiulan.
Don't say that grandpa's "milk" and "milk" are eccentric, they are also happy to see grandpa's "milk" and "milk" like this.
Even if Mrs. Jiang gave the chicken legs to the two of them today, the two of them would definitely give the chicken legs to Zhao Xiulan to eat.
As for her exclusive love, Zhao Xiulan looked at the chicken nuggets in Jiang Shufen and Jiang Ping's bowls and couldn't help but said, "Sister, Jiang Ping, do you want to eat chicken legs? I can give it to you!"
The old lady Jiang immediately put a straight face and "teach" Zhao Xiulan, "Xiulan, this is what 'milk' and 'milk' gave you to eat. You can only eat it alone, don't mind the two of them."
Although Jiang Shufen and Jiang Ping didn't plan to ask for them, but when they heard old lady Jiang's words, they couldn't help but feel that they were no longer in the heart of "milk" and "milk", and they only knew that they were thinking about Zhao Xiulan, the grandson-in-law "wife".
Hey, people say that they forget their mother when they marry a daughter-in-law, but their grandfather and grandfather forget their own grandchildren when they have a daughter-in-law.
Jiang Shufen smiled awkwardly, and said with Zhao Xiulan, "Xiulan, I don't eat chicken legs, you should eat it."