"Minister Jiang?"
Jiang Ye suddenly remembered. It was Uncle Jiang Guozheng. Growing up, aside from her own family, he was the one who doted on her most.
Especially on her birthdays.
The gifts he gave were even more expensive than the ones from her parents and brother.
Jiang Ye bit her lower lip.
'Uncle Jiang probably doesn't know I was switched at birth, right?'
'Maybe I should go remind him I exist.'
"So, are you going or not?" Jiang Chen asked.
"I'm going!"
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The military family compound started to liven up. After getting the news from their husbands and finishing their meals, the women all hurried toward the main gate. A large truck came into view.
"Good heavens, just how many clothes are there?"
"I wonder if they have any winter clothes. Five yuan a pound is such a steal!"
All told, a heavy three-pound coat would only cost 15 yuan. In a department store, it would be at least twenty or thirty, and even at a wholesale market, it would be twenty.
