"Granny, take out that jade pendant and let me look at it!" Zhang Xian wasn't interested in that "ungrateful wench." He was only concerned about the whereabouts of that jade piece.
Zhang Tao looked around and muttered, "Why isn't your mom done with those dumplings yet? Why aren't your father and grandfather awake yet?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Xian's mother brought out a bowl of dumplings. Zhang Xian took the dumplings and impatiently ordered, "Go to the small shop at the east end of the village and buy me some canned food. I want coconuts."
The woman looked at her son blankly. Annoyed, Zhang Xian stuffed the ten dollars into her hand and said, "Hurry up and go already! You don't have to hurry back; pick the cans with later expiration dates!"