She had just finished getting her hair done when she heard Tian Tian call her "Auntie." They ate lunch together; she bought all the groceries, and the students took turns cooking. Tian Tian noticed there was only enough oil for one meal and reminded her.

As Qin Xiaoyu came downstairs, she saw her cousin carrying two large, black iron buckets in. Back then, these were the kind of buckets most often used to store soybean oil. She couldn't help but laugh and ask, "Brother, how did you know I was out of oil?"

"Your sister-in-law said so. It just so happens that my workplace distributed these. You can use them."

"Here, I'll give you the money." Qin Xiaoyu reached for her money, but her cousin stopped her.

"What money? It's from my company. We've distributed it twice since New Year's Day. We can't even finish it all. Just use it. If you need more, I have some more."

After saying that, her cousin turned and ran away. Qin Xiaoyu understood; he was trying to ease her worries. Her cousin's wife used to be incredibly frugal, practically sacrificing everything. Now that her cousin's factory was doing well, he wouldn't be sending money away.

"Little Fish, I'm happy to see you standing outside. Are you just sitting around doing nothing?" Commander Wang shouted from afar.

"Aunt Wang, come quick! I was wondering why you hadn't come to get your hair done yet," Qin Xiaoyu greeted warmly.

"Aunt Wang, I need your help. Come over here and we'll talk." Commander Wang mysteriously pulled Qin Xiaoyu aside, making her very nervous. For Commander Wang to use the word "beg" meant that this was no small matter.

"Aunt Wang, what's wrong? I'm so worried."

"It's nothing serious, just a hassle." Commander Wang chuckled awkwardly and continued, "Zhou Xing's father used to have a bodyguard who had been with him for twenty years, cutting his hair, shaving him, and taking care of everything else. This time, the bodyguard had some business back home and took leave to go back. He's been gone for half a month, and Commander Zhou's hair is a mess. He has to go to a meeting, and his appearance is a concern! Zhou Xing's mother suggested asking Da Liu to come and cut his hair, but the old man refused and specifically asked me to do it. I know you're busy, but this..."

“Okay, I’ll go get the tools. Aunt Wang, come upstairs with me and sit down in a few minutes.” Qin Xiaoyu readily agreed.