Shen Jinran traveled back in time to the 1970s in a single day.
What? Life is hard during the famine?
Not afraid, not afraid.
She has a golden finger of her own, equipped with cou...
Chapter 62 Cleaning
This time, instead of taking Jinran to the cafeteria, her father led her to their current residence.
Mr. Shen said apologetically, "Nini, stay here for a while. Your mother and I will bring back lunch. I have to go back to work now. Recently, many people have come to the factory to exchange ideas and learn from each other. Your mother is probably busy in the canteen too."
Jinran said nonchalantly, "It's alright, Dad, you go ahead and do your work. I'll be fine on my own. If anything comes up, I'll leave this afternoon and come back later."
With slightly red eyes, Shen's father said, "Your mother and I will definitely come back. We three need to have a meal together, otherwise, I'll feel bad."
Jinran had no choice but to agree to his tearful father's request.
After giving a few words of advice, Mr. Shen left.
Jinran glanced casually at where her parents lived. It was really cramped and small. The house was only 20 square meters in total, divided into four areas and a very narrow kitchen. She had heard her mother say that they couldn't always eat at the cafeteria because it wasn't cost-effective. Sometimes they would cook for themselves. Last time, she had brought some food from home.
There's also a partitioned-off shower area; outside there's a communal area for washing and cooking, but it's inconvenient with so many people. There's also a living room and a bedroom.
The kitchen consisted of a simple stove and a makeshift shelf next to it, where pickled vegetables brought back from home were stored.
The room was separated by a patched cloth. The bedroom had a 1.5-meter bed, which must have been very cramped for two adults.
These are actually quite spacious compared to other homes, considering that only two people live here. She heard from her mother that some slightly larger rooms house eight or nine people, and she really doesn't know how they manage to live in them.
Jinran looked at the dirty clothes and sheets placed at the foot of the bed, which must be because her mother hadn't had time to wash them yet.
The room was small and had a lot of stuff, so it looked a bit messy. Jinran quickly figured out how to tidy it up and started working.
I started in the kitchen, found cleaning supplies in the space, and started wiping from top to bottom. I put dish soap on the pots, pans, and dishes and took them to the common area to wash.
Some of the women at home stared at Jinran, a complete stranger, and Jinran was willing to bet that if she looked up and made eye contact with one of the nosy older women, she wouldn't be able to escape.
So Jinran kept her head down and worked, resolutely refusing to look up. This was all based on experience.
After washing, he took everything away in one go, leaving everyone with a mysterious silhouette.
After cleaning the kitchen, I tidied up the bathroom as well. I took out the toiletries and wiped down everything that needed wiping. It was done quickly.
The living room was missing a cabinet to store odds and ends. As for the bedroom, she saw that her parents' clothes were just draped over a rope, and some were placed on a chair that looked like it was about to fall apart.
Jinran was heartbroken. She was a well-off woman, yet her parents treated her like this.
I'm thinking of rummaging around at the scrap yard later; it would be perfect if I could find something. If not, I'll ask around some more and buy the item.
Her parents were reluctant to spend money. After receiving their salaries, they set aside enough for their children's schooling and daily expenses, and her mother used the rest to pay off debts.
Life had always been a struggle. Jinran thought of taking out some younger ginseng from her spatial storage to give to Shen's father so he could sell it for money.
This way, her parents will have more money to spare.
After tidying up the house, Jinran carried the dirty clothes and items that needed washing to the designated laundry area in a basin.
At this moment, an older woman couldn't help but ask Jinran curiously, "Girl, you look unfamiliar. Whose family are you?"
Jinran smiled sweetly and said, "My mother is Wang Cuifen, and my father is Shen Qiangguo. I am their little daughter, and my name is Shen Jinran."
As expected, the chatterboxes among the onlookers were immediately engrossed in their conversation.
They all enthusiastically asked Jinran questions, and Jinran answered them one by one without getting impatient, but she didn't stop working.
If she were to be treated this way at this time, and instead receive a cold shoulder or something, she would be furious and people would question whether her parents knew how to raise their child.
Therefore, Jinran greeted all questions with a smile as long as they did not cross her bottom line.
A middle-aged woman who looked quite well-off said with a smile, "You're such a good child. I saw you last time too. You brought so many nice things for your parents, and your mother always praises you. Are you in school?"
Jinran nodded and replied, "Yes, I'm going to be in the second year of junior high this year. It's summer vacation now, and I don't have much to do, so I came to visit my parents and brothers."
Everyone is praising Jinran, saying she is filial and sensible.
After Jinran finished washing, she greeted everyone and left with the basin.