"Haha, my dear, you got up really late today. The person Brother Tang Lin sent to collect the ginseng already took it away. Here's the money we got from selling the ginseng," Jiang Changhai explained.
"We made that much money? It's only been a few hours since they came. That's really early," Jiang Mianmian glanced at the clock and murmured softly.
"A whole fifteen hundred yuan. They gave me quite a scare when they showed up, I didn't expect them to come so early. But no matter, the money is real. I'll give it to your second uncle and third uncle the next time I'm off work. Our family can share five hundred yuan. My dear, if there's anything you want to eat or buy, just tell Dad, and I'll buy it for you."
With money in hand, Jiang Changhai wanted to treat his daughter well. He was willing to satisfy any of her desires, no matter what they were.
But before Jiang Mianmian could speak, Su Wanyu came out with a bowl of noodle soup.
