Jiang Mianmian caught her father's glance and pouted, feigning reluctance, "Alright then, I will try hard to get a hundred percent."
After a satisfying meal, Jiang Changhai, with his daughter and wife in tow, headed straight for the Supply and Marketing Cooperative.
Seeing that he didn't come alone this time, the fabric salesperson at the cooperative joked with a laugh, "Comrade Jiang, I finally get to meet your wife and daughter you've mentioned."
"No wonder you treasure them so much, this fairy-like wife and angelic daughter of yours; anyone would cherish them."
Jiang Changhai felt even happier than if he'd been praised himself when someone complimented his wife and daughter, "Haha, girl, you aren't mistaken. My wife is not only fairy-like in appearance, but she's also very skillful with her hands. Look at the clothes my daughter is wearing; they were all made by my wife."
