She looked around her new home, noted down what was missing, and planned to go to the city tomorrow to pick up a package and get two panes of glass installed while she was there.

Windows made of paper not only have poor light transmission, but more importantly, they leak drafts in winter.

This year marks 74 years, and there are still three years until she can return home for the college entrance examination. She can't bear to feel a little wronged.

Remember what you should buy and take, and have a good night's sleep.

The next day, when the first work call sounded, Ruan Xianxian opened her eyes on time, boiled two eggs, made a cup of malted milk powder, and went out to work with everyone else.

I plan to dawdle for the morning, earn some kills, and then head into the city in the afternoon. Besides buying supplies, I should also get some news from my grandmother by now, so I'll go and find out.

"Ruan Xianxian, two centimeters." The scorekeeper, Xiang Nuan, wrote down two centimeters for Ruan Xianxian in her notebook with a helpless expression.

Watching this guy walk away as if he had received an award, strutting around with an air of superiority.

When they returned to the educated youth settlement, some villagers were discussing building houses with Mu Xia.

"Change the location of the woodshed. If you build the house on the left, it will be more convenient to heat the kang (heated brick bed) in winter, which is right next to the stove. It will also provide an extra fire wall."

Mu Xia thought it was fine and nodded in agreement.

Ruan Xianxian happened to be pushing her cart over and asked Mu Xia and Chen Zhaodi, "I'm going into town, are you coming with me?"

After the two refused, Ruan Xianxian rode her bicycle out of the village alone. She passed by Aunt Lanhua, one of the four older women, on her way to work.

The other party greeted him very warmly, "Comrade Ruan, going to town? Oh! Perfect timing, I also need to go to town on business, could you give me a ride?"

Ruan Xianxian wasn't going to pay any attention when someone suddenly grabbed her from the back seat. She turned around, and Aunt Lan Hua's spittle almost sprayed onto her face.

"I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?"

"Don't you have legs and ears? You think you can just ask me to carry things for you? Do you think the whole world is your mother?"

Ruan Xianxian clicked her tongue and looked her up and down.

With a powerful push of her foot, the bicycle shot forward as if it had a motor. Pei Lanhua was forced to let go, and stood there with her hands on her hips, cursing loudly:

"I'm being generous by riding in your car, you stinking son of a reformed convict, you deserve it! You deserve to have your grandma worked to death on a farm!"