Mrs. Chen knew Third Grandma was protective of her children, and seeing her get angry, she quickly smiled and said, "Third Aunt, listen to what you're saying. How could I forget those hard times?"
She patted the basket in her hand, took out a piece of streaky pork, and swayed it in front of Third Grandma and Gu Daya, saying, "Look, I knew Sister Daya and her family were back, so I brought you some meat to help replenish them."
Look at this meat, more fat than lean, easily over a pound, and it cost her more than twenty cents; isn't she generous?
Gu Jinli snatched the streaky pork from Mrs. Chen's hands with a smile, "Thank you, Aunt Da Gui. I'll go make some braised pork now; it's getting late, you should hurry back before Uncle Da Gui comes looking."
Otherwise, he will scold you, which wouldn't look good.
