The two little girls reconciled, and no one was happier than Jiang Aiguo and Sun Li.
They pulled Nianyang aside to ask about the details of the commotion she caused yesterday, listening with amusement. As it neared noon, they invited Nianyang to stay for lunch.
The Jiang Family was even poorer than the Gu Family. Jiang Aiguo only made fifteen yuan a month, and with just one piece of land at home, the family lived a tight life.
Additionally, they sometimes had to support Nianyang, so the lunch was quite simple, just white cabbage stewed with potatoes and vegetable porridge.
Saying it was vegetable porridge would be more like calling it vegetable broth, as the rice in a bowl was countable.
Luckily, Nianyang had eaten worse than this and didn't find it unbearable.
Instead, Jiang Aiguo, feeling a bit embarrassed, said, "Yangyang, our rice is almost gone. Next time you come, Uncle will make white rice for you."
Nianyang smiled, "It's okay, Uncle, I can eat anything."
