In this day and age, desktop puters did not have LCD screens. They were bigger and monly known as microputers. Each one costs a few thousand yuan.
There was no ultra-thin model for a laptop. It was relatively heavy and cost over ten thousand yuan. Only very rich families would have a laptop.
Jian Ai could naturally afford a laptop. However, since the Internet was not yet popularized and a poor and remote place like South City did not have access to the Internet, Jian Ai did not buy a laptop.
Unexpectedly, her aunt and uncle gave her a puter for her birthday.
It was not a desktop puter, but a ten thousand yuan notebook.
After the shock, Jian Ai was more touched.
She knew she had given her aunt a house worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. A notebook was naturally nothing pared to a house.
But she had countless hundreds of thousands of yuan, and this house did not cost money.
However, her aunt's family was different. Jian Ai remembered that her aunt's bankbook only had about forty thousand yuan, but she still bought her a puter that cost over ten thousand yuan.
A person with a hundred million yuan and would spend a million yuan on you versus a person with ten yuan and would spend nine yuan on you—Jian Ai felt the latter was more touching.
"Take it. It'll be useful in the future!" Yao Feng smiled.
Jian Ai didn't refuse, nor did she have a reason to refuse. Because they were family, they didn't have to differentiate between them.
She reached out to take it. It was a little heavy. Jian Ai looked at Yao Feng and said, "Thank you, Uncle."
When they returned to the living room, this gift shocked everyone. Even Wang Zichen's eyes were fixed on it.
"Damn, a laptop!"
Wang Zichen pounced over but was too embarrassed to open it. He only held the box and looked at it.
His father doted on him so much, but refused to buy him a puter. In the end, the first person at home to have a puter was Jian Ai!
Wang Zichen was envious and jealous.
Wang Zimeng was also envious, but she was not as exaggerated as Wang Zichen.
"Uncle, how much is this puter?" Wang Zichen asked.
Yao Feng didn't hide it and said casually, "Twenty-six thousand yuan!"
Laptops were expensive, so not everyone could afford them.
"Twenty…" Wang Zichen was speechless. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.
The twenty-six thousand yuan puter was not for her son, but for Jian Ai's birthday gift.
Was her aunt's family rich?
Yao Jiachi was the calmest. He felt he should give his sister anything.
"Mom, Uncle gave Jian Ai a laptop!"
Wang Zichen rushed into the kitchen and shouted loudly, his tone revealing that he wanted one too.
Wang Yunmei was picking vegetables when she heard that. She was shocked. "What? A laptop?"
Wang Yunzhi smiled and nodded. "I asked Yao Feng to buy it for Xiao Ai's birthday gift."
How could Wang Yunmei not know what was going on at her sister's house? She would have to spend half of their savings on this puter. She couldn't help but plain, "Look at you. If Xiao Ai wanted a puter, she would have bought it herself. How could you spend so much money?"
Wang Yunzhi was unhappy. "Sister, how could the puter Xiao Ai bought herself be the same as my gift to her as an aunt?"
"Yunzhi is right!" Jiang Chunfen chimed in. "Xiao Ai is worth such a good gift. Yunmei, don't think too much about it. Shouldn't an aunt dote on her?!"
Wang Yunzhi smiled and said, "That's right."
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