Grandma Zhai looked at Zhai Yaohui. "Aren't you tired? You are going to fall sick if you keep running around at this age. Yaohui, aren't you free now? Take Miao Miao to buy some new clothes."
Grandma Zhai should have been the one for the job, but she was not fit enough to ride the car at her age. Therefore, she had to leave the job to the men.
Old Zhai always listened to his wife.
Moreover, he could tell what Grandma Zhai's true intention was.
"Speaking of which, I just realized that my leg has been hurting. I was shot in war years back, and that injury must have been recurring lately. I'm sorry, Miao Miao. I can't be the one to follow you around today. Tell my son if you need anything and take some cash with you."
Zhai Yaohui handed a stack of cash to Miao Jing. It was at least a hundred yuan.
