Chapter 87 Oh no! The space has been discovered!

She knew that only someone very close to her would think of her like this.

Grandma Li was only doing it for her own good.

Cuiping smiled, but for some reason, tears fell down her face.

"Yes, I understand. Please make the arrangements for me."

If she wants to stay, she has to pay a price.

Then, I'll just find another man to settle down with.

Cuiping wiped away her tears, turned around, and went into the house to pack her things.

I was busy until evening.

When Zhizhi returned home, she seemed sullen.

Gan Su was the first to notice her state and specifically asked her, "Are you still thinking about Aunt Cuiping?"

"Aunt Cuiping finally escaped a fire pit, but now she has to remarry for the sake of a house. Isn't that just jumping into another fire pit?"

The little cub wrinkled its face, rested its chin on its hand, and sighed, "In a few more years, there will be commercial housing... But Aunt Cuiping can't wait that long."

The new policy is about to be implemented, but Aunt Cuiping needs a place to live too.

My mother came here because she had nowhere to live.

If the house here were big, I would definitely rent a room to Aunt Cuiping.

But even with my father's qualifications, he could only get a three-room apartment. My older brother and younger brother would share one room, I would share one room, and my parents would share one room.

There are no more empty houses.

What should she do? She didn't want Aunt Cuiping to just pick any man to settle for.

Moreover...

If Aunt Cuiping gets married, will Uncle Zhengyang be heartbroken?

Gan Su frowned in confusion, "What is commercial housing? Aren't houses usually provided by work units?"

Zhizhi was taken aback and suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing.

She pursed her lips, her eyes flickering as she looked away.

"I think that if houses can be priced at market value and bought and sold freely in the future, then they should be called commercial housing."

"How could that be? What are you thinking in your little head?"

Gan Su smiled and shook his head. No matter how smart Zhizhi is, she is still a child after all.

There has always been only the issue of housing allocation; all the houses belong to the public.

It will never actually enter the market and become a commodity that can be resold.

After giving her older brother a perfunctory answer, Zhizhi climbed onto her soft, cozy bed all by herself.

She entered the space and, as usual, took out a large basket of meat, eggs, and vegetables.

Her vegetable garden has been upgraded; it now contains all kinds of vegetables, and once they are ripe, they can be stored in the storage room and will not spoil for up to six months.

With the Lunar New Year just around the corner, she had to carefully and discreetly place the vegetables into the kitchen, like a little ant carrying food.

hey-hey!

She really is an incredibly intelligent genius!

For the past six months, she has hardly gone grocery shopping and has been keeping the vegetables from her virtual space in the kitchen.

Dad goes to work every day and doesn't worry about these things, and Mom teaches students and does scientific research, so she doesn't know much about these things either.

They all assumed the other person bought it, so no one has discovered it yet.

So she planned to tell her parents in another half month that she had used all the meat coupons to buy pigs, and then coax her mother to make sausages!

Yay! That way, she can use the sausages from her spatial storage to make up the numbers.

Next year I can eat pork sausages every meal!

[Little master, fruit is very sweet. You're in the teething stage, so try not to eat it at night. If you really like it, remember to brush your teeth afterward!]

A gentle voice slowly rang out.

The little cub looked up in surprise, "Is that you, Space Sister? Are you human?"

[No, little master. This information is based on your age. We hope you take good care of yourself. You have a long and happy life ahead of you, so please don't overindulge.]

"Okay..."

The little cub smacked its lips and nodded with a hint of regret, "Zhizhi will be good and obedient."

She thought that the "space sister" was someone who knew her.

After all, in her past life, she often listened to audiobooks with the cook when she had nothing to do, and there was a lot of novel content in them.

Their space always requires them to complete many tasks, and if they fail to do so, they may be struck by lightning.

But her space never required her to complete any tasks.

My only requirement is that she is happy.

This selfless space is like an older sister who silently protects you as you grow.

She was also thinking that it would be better if it were her older sister.

She'll finally be able to see what it looks like.

After taking another row of eggs, Zhizhi quietly slipped into the kitchen with her small vegetable basket after leaving the space.

The egg basket was placed very low; ever since she started buying groceries, her father specially ordered a cabinet.

All the food items are placed in the bottom shelf, so children can reach them without having to stand on tiptoe.

Zhizhi stretched out her little hands, but could only grasp one egg in each hand.

Her eyes sparkled like stars as she counted her eggs, "One, two, three, a few, ... ...a few, a stone!"

The bamboo basket was filled to the brim with fresh, still-warm eggs.

The other baskets contained carrots and potatoes; the weather had been so cold lately that she had even taken out large white radishes from her storage space.

My mother said that the price of meat at the supply and marketing cooperative has been particularly unstable recently, and some people are even refusing to use meat coupons.

Pork was relatively easy to buy, but she wanted to buy some lamb ribs to cook them a special lamb soup noodle dish from the Central Plains region.

My mother said that when she was working in the countryside, she met a classmate in Sangjiapo who taught her how to make it.

The noodles over there aren't hand-pulled; instead, a sheet of dough is stretched out and then torn into noodles about the thickness of a finger. Paired with hot mutton soup, they're chewy, smooth, and warming.

Just thinking about the taste her mother described made her mouth water.

After Zhizhi had arranged everything, she suddenly heard a familiar voice in her head.

[Little master, hide quickly, you're about to be discovered!]

As soon as the older sister finished speaking, the kitchen door was pushed open.

"—Zhizhi, what are you doing here? Didn't you go out to buy groceries? Where did all this stuff come from?"