Seeing chicken in the pot his grandson was cooking, and even a fish beside it, left him astonished.
One must know, his family was so poor that their daily meals were basically just porridge with some pickles.
Sometimes when the business wasn't good, there was no porridge at all; they could only eat sweet potatoes and other coarse grains, especially his grandchildren, who were at the age when they could eat a lot, often went hungry. Now, it wasn't a holiday or a special occasion, so why was today so luxurious?
"Grandpa, we have guests at home, you should come in and see."
His grandson, seeing him, revealed a happy smile and quickly ran over to pull him into the house.
Wu Baoxian entered the house and saw several bags of rice, flour, oil, and various necessities piled up in the corner. Two young men and women, wearing Jieke Group uniforms, were talking to his bedridden son.
