Elder Mo said, "Of course they will stop it, but they won't stop it like Mo Long's parents did. At that time, as long as we could afford a bicycle, a radio, and a chicken, we could marry the girl we liked."
Jiang Yu asked, "But grandpa only entered the city from the countryside not long ago, right?"
Elder Mo chuckled, he said, "Actually, grandma bought it with her own salary and stuffed it into my hands so that I could use it as a betrothal gift. Otherwise, I don't know how many years I would have to work to earn enough money."
Jiang Yu sighed. "That's great..."
Mo Long, who had been busy in the kitchen for a long time, walked over and said, "It's time to eat."
Elder Mo turned around and looked at the apron on Mo Long's body. He asked in disbelief, "Just now... Was it you who was cooking?"
Mo Long pretended to be calm and said, "It was me."
