After dinner, the young Yun Di rushed to wash the dishes, Xiao Ran and Xiao Hui also helped, and the others didn't even get a chance to intervene.
Mrs. Jiang pulled Jiang Mingyue aside and happily stuffed a stack of neat money into her hands.
Jiang Mingyue counted slightly and was quite surprised. There were actually fifty bucks plus ten pounds of food tickets, almost double the usual haul.
"Mom, why so much?"
"Tastes good! Your Aunt Li said it's worth the price, five bucks a pound plus a pound of food tickets. Even at such a high price, several families didn't get any and wanted to give me money to reserve for next time, but I didn't take it. If I did, it would weigh on my mind and restrict my actions. Troublesome."
Jiang Mingyue wanted to laugh. How come this mother of hers had the same approach to things as she did?
