As Ma Xiulian wiped the table, watching her son, she felt so proud.
Her son was indeed good-looking, otherwise wouldn't have caught the eye of a city girl!
So, she laughed and said, "Exactly! People are judged by their clothes and a horse by its saddle. Now that you've changed into new clothes, your spirits have certainly lifted! Go on then, remember to buy a bag of flour and cut seven or eight pounds of fresh pork when you return."
She was thinking about making dumplings for breakfast the next morning. It's been a while since she made dumplings for her little granddaughter.
"I got it." Chen Jianjun nodded and then walked out with steady steps.
After Ma Xiulian finished cleaning the table, she proceeded to butcher chickens and rabbits for lunch.
Soon after, several of her daughters-in-law came to help with the cooking.
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