Chapter 65 Extra: Happy Life in Airport Village: From the Perspective of the Children of Airport Village

In September of the year she turned six, Jiang Xiaomi ate her first real chocolate.

She was supposed to go to school that day. Children in their airport village start kindergarten at age six and primary school at age seven.

But when I woke up in the morning, Grandma said that she had to go to the wasteland with me today.

What are you doing? Are you going to herd sheep?

She still has to go to school.

But Grandma said she would steam an egg for her when she got back that night, and the whole egg would be hers. So she happily followed the adults to run around in the wasteland.

She didn't know what she was supposed to do; her grandmother just told her to cry when the time came, and she cried as hard as she could.

She nodded in agreement, but she was so short that she could only see the adults' legs.

She was so bored while waiting that her eyes started to wander around, and then she saw an egg lying in the field next to her.

Hehe, this must be someone's chicken that fell here. She saw it, so it's hers now!

She wants to eat two eggs today. She asked her grandma to steam one egg and then make her a poached egg.

Jiang Xiaomi stared intently at the egg, afraid that someone else would snatch it first.

She didn't know how long she had been watching, and her grandmother hadn't told her to cry. So she quietly moved little by little toward the eggs, hoping to sneak them into her pocket when no one was looking.

However, before she could succeed, a very tall aunt stood in front of her, smiling at her and asking her name.

My goodness! Auntie is so beautiful, even more beautiful than the fairies on TV.

So she blurted out, without thinking, "My name is Jiang Xiaomi."

After she finished speaking, she remembered that the kindergarten teacher in the village had said not to tell outsiders her name, lest she be kidnapped.

She was so frightened that she immediately covered her mouth, fearing that this was a human trafficker.

But the pretty auntie was smiling and pulled out something shiny... well, she didn't know what it was either.

"Eat up, this is chocolate, milk chocolate."

The kindergarten teachers hadn't had a chance to teach the children not to eat things given to them by strangers, so Jiang Xiaomi's vigilance crumbled in the face of the chocolate.

She knows about chocolate; she even ate chocolate-filled liqueurs when she went to a wedding in the city with her grandma.

But this chocolate tastes completely different from liqueur-filled chocolates!

It's so soft and fragrant, and there's not a single crumb left in your mouth.

Six-year-old Jiang Xiaomi doesn't know that there are two kinds of chocolate in the world: real chocolate and chocolate made with cocoa butter substitutes.

All she knew was that she had never tasted such delicious candy before.

So when she smacked her lips with lingering satisfaction, she was horrified to discover that the egg was gone.

Along with the eggs, there might not be a father or grandfather.

The adults around us said they went to ride an airplane, you know, that big iron thing with huge wings.

Jiang Xiaomi grew up next to the airport and watched countless planes take off and land. But she never felt that they had anything to do with her or her family.

That's meant to fly; it's from another world.

All she wanted was to find the egg that was hiding in the grass.

How awful! Which scoundrel secretly took her eggs!

But her friends were all busy eating chocolate, so they ignored her.

I'm so angry! Why did she eat the chocolate in her mouth so fast?

All she felt that day was sadness.

But in the afternoon, when she ran home from kindergarten and smelled the rich aroma emanating from the kitchen, she turned into a happy little bird again.

Meat, it's meat, it's delicious meat!

Grandma cooked pork today!

Mom sighed to Grandma, "Oh dear, that's 10 jin of meat! It'll be gone in one meal. Back in the days when the production team distributed meat for the New Year, 10 jin of meat would last us a year."

Grandma sighed louder than Mom: "It's not just 10 jin of meat. Every family took 10 jin, and we went to 100 families to cook it. That's a total of 1,000 jin of meat! It was brought over by a big truck from the meat processing plant. And this chicken, that was also brought over by someone else. So much meat to make one pot of soup."

Mom gasped, "My goodness, they're so extravagant!"

Jiang Xiaomi was already impatient, jumping up and down and shouting, "Grandma, I want to eat meat!"

The mother said impatiently, "Go away, go away, this is for someone else to burn."

Jiang Xiaomi burst into tears. It was too much! They wouldn't even let her eat the braised pork at home. Her mother really did love her uncle Junjun the most.

Grandma quickly picked up a small piece of meat for her: "Alright, alright, eat quickly, stop crying."

She called to her mother again, "Hongying, go to the vegetable garden and pick two cucumbers."

The mother hesitated and said, "Isn't that a bad idea? If people see us talking, they'll give us five yuan."

Grandma glared at her: "What's wrong with that? There's so much meat. We'll just add some cucumber. We're not going to eat their meat anyway."

The cucumbers are too old this season; they can only be used in soups or braised dishes, not in cucumber salads.

The cucumber, cut into chunks, was cooked in the meat broth and absorbed the flavorful broth, making it just as delicious as the meat itself.

Grandma saw that Jiang Xiaomi's eyes were shining like a night owl, so she quickly stuffed another piece of meat into her mouth and warned, "Alright, don't touch the cucumber. We're having dinner tonight."

Jiang Xiaomi nodded vigorously.

With meat to eat, who cares about cucumbers?

A large pot of cucumber stew with meat was ready, placed in a large stainless steel pot, and then stored in an insulated straw urn.

Grandma started washing the pot again, preparing to cook.

While chopping chives, Mom muttered, "Oh dear, stewed meat isn't enough, we also have to stir-fry a vegetable. And we absolutely have to add eggs to the chives."

"That's right," Grandma shook her head. "Look how pampered they are. They want chicken soup and stewed meat, and they say that food is tasteless without stir-fried dishes. They insist on having a leafy green vegetable. It's like we built our own house. Laborers don't eat like this."

It's not like no one in the village goes to work in the city.

What kind of meat are you eating?

Once the Chinese cabbage is cooked, put it in a bucket and pour a layer of oil on top, and you'll see oil droplets.

Unless there's a holiday, you can't even see the cracklings from rendered pork fat.

Eating bland, watery food every day makes one feel hungry.

A meal like this, with two dishes and a soup, and more meat than vegetables, must require a very generous boss.

Jiang Xiaomi nodded as she ate. Yes, yes, Mom made a lot of eggs. She couldn't even count them on her ten fingers. She made a huge bowl of stir-fried eggs with chives.

It smells so good, she wants to eat it again.

Mom picked up a piece of tender yellow egg and put it in her mouth: "Alright, alright, stop looking. This is never going to end."

The gate to the courtyard was pushed open, and an uncle with short hair and skin as dark as his father greeted Grandma and Mom: "Auntie, is dinner ready?"

"Alright, alright," Grandma quickly invited. "Come in and have some water. Look, there are two dishes: stir-fried eggs with chives and stewed pork belly with cucumber, plus chicken soup in the bucket."

The uncle nodded, put a checkmark on his notebook, and then asked, "Did you scoop out any vegetables?"

"No, no," Grandma and Mom shook their heads vigorously. "We're not greedy thieves."

Jiang Xiaomi secretly wiped her mouth, afraid that the uncle would find out that she had secretly eaten.

Grandma and Mom lied; there's a bowl of cucumbers hidden in the cupboard, and they smell delicious.

But she couldn't be a traitor; she also wanted to eat cucumbers with meat on them—they were delicious.

The uncle was quite surprised: "Why don't you serve a bowl? It's almost dark. It'll be a waste of time if you keep cooking. Here, get me a big bowl."

As he spoke, he ladled out a large bowl of cucumber stew with meat, the kind with more meat than cucumber, and then asked her, "Little one, would you like some stir-fried eggs with chives?"

Grandma just said, "No, no."

Jiang Xiaomi nodded without any backbone: "Yes."

Steamed eggs are delicious, poached eggs are delicious, but scrambled eggs are even better!

She especially loves scrambled eggs.

The short-haired uncle smiled and said, "Okay, I'll serve you another bowl."

After he finished serving the food, he told his grandmother, "Auntie, from now on, you can each take a bowl of the food you cook. If you don't like the taste of stir-fried dishes from a big pot, that's fine. Stewing dishes from a big pot is also okay. It'll save you from not having time to eat."

As he spoke, he loaded the two earthenware jars containing steel pots and the soup buckets onto the car, and then drove away.

The mother and grandmother looked at each other in bewilderment.

Jiang Xiaomi was so happy she wanted to roll around on the floor. Meat, such a big bowl of meat! And eggs, a whole bowl of stir-fried eggs with chives.

I'm so happy! Is it Mid-Autumn Festival today?

"Eat, eat, all you ever think about is eating." Mom tapped her forehead. "Go, go pick some scallions and make some winter melon soup, then you can eat."

"I'll go call Grandpa and Dad."

"Don't call them, they'll come back when they've finished eating."

That evening, Jiang Xiaomi ate until her belly was round and full. She felt like the happiest child in the entire airport village!

She's determined to go to kindergarten tomorrow and tell her friends that she ate a lot of meat today, and that she'll get to eat meat again tomorrow morning!

In the next room, Dad and Mom are chatting.

Mom: Are you tired?

Dad: It's alright, it's better than working in the fields, and at least we weren't forced to work ourselves to death.

Mom: Did you eat with them? Today, Mom and I cooked cucumber stew with pork and stir-fried eggs with chives. Did you get any?

Dad: I didn't get to eat any. Dad and I had braised pork with bottle gourd and stir-fried chicken giblets with chili peppers. It was so spicy! I also drank a big bowl of winter melon and pork rib soup.

Mom: There are also spare ribs. Today we're making chicken soup.

Dad: Maybe it'll be our turn to drink chicken soup tomorrow.

Jiang Xiaomi listened in a daze, and then she snorted, she was getting angry. Her father had eaten ribs, but she hadn't.

Mom then asked Dad, "Did you agree on how much pay you would get?"

"I make two hundred yuan a month."

"Oh my, they have three hundred."

"Hey, they're from out of town, how can they compare to us? Besides, you eat with them three meals a day, don't you?"

"That's true."

Jiang Xiaomi didn't know what her parents said afterward, because she was half asleep in her own little bed.

She woke up the next morning when she smelled the fragrance.

When I stepped out of the room, I was immediately startled.

Many uncles and aunts came to our house, more than 30 people in total. There weren't enough large tables, so we had to bring out small square tables as well.

Three large enamel basins were on the table. The largest was piled high with steamed buns. The smaller plate contained hard-boiled eggs. The last plate held stir-fried pickled vegetables and diced tofu, which smelled delicious and was meant to be eaten with porridge.

There are two kinds of porridge. The pot on the outside of the stove is filled with plain white porridge, while the pot on the inside is filled with red bean and peanut porridge. They are cooked until very soft and delicious.

Jiang Xiaomi ate a bowl of every kind of porridge, and in the end, she couldn't even eat a steamed bun, so she could only grab an egg and go to kindergarten.

Their kindergarten in the airport village consists of two tile-roofed houses, divided into two classes, and each class is full of people.

She rushed into her classroom and excitedly boasted to her classmates, "I ate a lot of meat last night, and this morning, my grandma even cooked me eggs."

The group of friends immediately became excited, each emphasizing, "I ate meat last night too, braised pork with tofu, lots of meat! I also had eggs this morning!"

Huh—

Why does everyone have one?

Even the teacher brought eggs into the classroom.

After the teacher finished eating the eggs, she taught everyone to sing "Little Swallow in a Flowery Dress".

Actually, she felt that the teacher was teaching incorrectly. It's already autumn, so why is the teacher still talking about where spring is?

However, she dared not be a bad student who disrupted the class.

Fortunately, the teacher grew impatient and stopped teaching. The large truck outside the classroom went into the village and then left again, so she called out to everyone, "Alright, alright, go home now. Stop just eating and hurry up and help the adults with the chores."

Then, without waiting for everyone to leave, she ran out on her own.

The teacher from the next class called out to her, "Hey, tell my mom I'm going back right away."

Jiang Xiaomi and her friends walked home.

Grandma was squatting by the well washing vegetables. There was a large piece of meat in the basin next to her. There was no chicken today, so she used bones instead. Grandma said it was beef bones, which would be good for making soup.

When she came back, her grandmother didn't let her sit idle, but instead asked her to sit on a stool and pick green beans.

These are late-season cowpeas, they're still very tender and haven't developed any strings yet. All you need to do is pinch off the ends, then Grandma grabs a big handful, chops them into sections, and finally stir-fries them.

The stir-fried green beans were cooked with lard, so they came out incredibly soft and tender, and smelled wonderful.

It turns out that dishes can be delicious even without meat.

Grandma laughed and scolded, "Where would the lard come from if we didn't buy meat? What kind of cadre's family can afford to eat meat every day? Alright, alright, let's eat when the food is ready."

Where is Mom?

“Your mom went to work at the construction site, so it’s just the two of us eating.”

So this time, Grandma specially used an ordinary blue-flowered bowl to serve the dishes for the family.

Just take as much as you can eat; why try to take more than you need?

There's nothing that makes people look down on you.

Jiang Xiaomi asked her friends and found that everyone was doing the same thing.

Basically, only Grandma stayed at home to cook; Dad, Mom, and Grandpa all went to work on the wasteland.

No, now they call that a construction site.

You can earn several dollars for a day's work, and Dad and Mom even earn the same amount.

Hey! That's really strange.

Grandma said that back in the days of the production team, a woman's full workday was only eight points.

Isn't a mother a woman?

Grandma scolded her: "Don't talk nonsense. Can't a woman give birth to you? Your mother was a steelworker, carrying steel bars weighing one or two hundred pounds, why couldn't she get the same pay?"

Oh, Jiang Xiaomi remembered. She saw her mother and Xiao Lei's mother carrying that thick iron bar.

They were so thick and long, even thicker and longer than Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, and they ran incredibly fast.

Grandma urged her, "Come on, go water the vegetables on the ground, it'll be dark soon."

Yes, besides cooking, Grandma also has to take care of the vegetables on the ground.

I'm so busy, I don't even have time to eat dinner right away.

Oh, and she and her grandma went to the town's grain depot this afternoon to husk rice for fuel. Otherwise, with more than a month until the autumn harvest, they wouldn't have enough straw to cook so much food every day.

Grandma watered the vegetables while complaining, "Oh dear, if I had known, I wouldn't have planted rice in the fields, I would have just grown vegetables instead."

With over three thousand people, plus the original five or six hundred in the village, the vegetables from their private plots and gardens are simply not enough to feed them.

Now, vegetables are delivered to the construction site from the farm every day, a whole truckload.

Growing vegetables can earn you much more money than growing rice.

No, wait until the rice is harvested, then plant celery and garlic sprouts; they grow quickly.

After watering the vegetables, Grandma took Jiang Xiaomi home.

The sky was already turning gray when they reached the village crossroads and encountered people carrying bags and hurrying away.

The lighting was poor, and she was walking in a hurry. She bumped into Jiang Xiaomi but didn't apologize; she just ran away.

"Oh dear!" Grandma exclaimed angrily, "There are still people like this!"

Jiang Xiaomi tugged at her grandmother's arm: "Meat, Grandma, it's meat."

The person who bumped into her and made her sit on the ground was carrying meat.

Grandma glanced ahead, understood what was going on, and cursed, "She's a hopeless case, afraid people will look down on her. Just wait, she'll get her comeuppance soon."

Jiang Xiaomi didn't understand what it meant.

But two days later, as she and her grandmother were preparing for lunch, they heard noises coming from the house in front of them.

Xiao Lei's grandma yelled, "Hey, what's wrong with me? Did I cook badly or something? Why don't I have to cook dinner?"

The short-haired uncle who came to the house to serve the dishes sneered, "Your hands are shaking. That meat, I don't even know where it's shaken off to."

Everyone around rushed over to see, and Jiang Xiaomi and her grandmother also went over with their rice bowls.

Hey! Now even she, a child, knows there's something wrong.

A basin of braised pork with winter melon; looking at it, there was much more winter melon than pork.

That shouldn't be the case.

Grandma cooked braised pork with winter melon today, and my uncle with very short hair compared it to hers, saying, "Look at how she cooked it. It's the same meat, but it seems to fly away in your house, doesn't it?"

Laughter erupted nearby, with someone mocking, "She flew to her parents' home."

Xiao Lei's grandmother is known for being very attached to her maternal family; she always tries to get things from her husband's family to her maternal family.

She's been beaten countless times for this, but she just keeps doing it like a dog eating shit, she can't change.

They've been very accommodating to the construction workers; they cooked meat for them and didn't skimp on their share.

To put it bluntly, even if you want to support your parents' family, you could at least cut half a pound of meat out of ten pounds and give it to them as a treat.

You're something else. One cut and you've lost more than five pounds. Do you think people are stupid?

Besides, your husband, son, and daughter-in-law are all eating at the construction site. You might as well take their meat and give it to your family.

Stick it on, now you can get out of here too, you won't even be able to eat meat anymore.

Let's see if your brother will still give you a friendly look.

Whoever married such a wife must have had the worst luck imaginable.

After dinner, Jiang Xiaomi indeed heard crying coming from Xiao Lei's house.

But she didn't feel anything at all, because she had heard it too many times.

Even Xiao Lei didn't care at all and still ran out to play with people.

He gets very angry when people ask him questions, and he blames his grandmother, saying that his family will never be able to eat meat again.

Grandma sighed, "I don't know what she's thinking all day long. It's pitiful to see her being beaten. But if we don't beat her, who knows what kind of trouble she'll cause. Back then, Xiao Lei's father was capable of taking the college entrance exam. She insisted on giving the money to her brothers, making it so that the good child couldn't even go to school."

Grandpa was furious: "She deserves a beating! She's made our airport village lose face. Outsiders laugh at us, saying, 'Haven't you ever seen meat before? Why are you so greedy?'"

Mom sighed, "But the construction site is really strict. If they catch you once, they'll say you can't cook anymore, and that's it."

The father replied, "Of course, we're just outsiders to them, so they definitely won't be easy to talk to."

Within two days, Jiang Xiaomi discovered that the construction site was also very strict with its own people.

At lunchtime, she took her rice bowl and ran to the edge of the wasteland to play with her friends.

Nowadays, everyone is very clever and will exchange dishes cooked by each other.

For example, if Grandma cooks braised chicken legs today, and Xiaobing's family cooks braised mutton, they happily exchange them.

Everyone ate happily while curiously looking at the buildings being constructed in the distance.

It's amazing, really amazing.

Some families in their village are building houses and need to erect scaffolding outside.

Xiuxiu's father builds large buildings in the city. She has seen it. The scaffolding outside the buildings keeps going up and up until it reaches the top floor.

Then her father and his family poured formwork, rolled steel bars, and poured cement (concrete) layer by layer on top, and then covered it with another layer after it dried.

But these buildings don't have any frames; how did they even build them?

The short-haired uncle squatted down with them to eat, smiling as he answered the children's questions: "See that? That's called a hydraulic jack. Hundreds of jacks work together to support the entire construction platform. This way, they can pour concrete, roll steel bars, and lift the platform up all at the same time, making construction incredibly fast. With the good weather now, we can build two stories in a week."

Good heavens! It's a two-story house! When you build a house, you build it to be two stories.

It was built in just one week!

Uncle laughed and said, "This is nothing, there are even faster ones. You all should study hard in the future and learn useful knowledge. Who knows, you might be able to build a floor in a day."

Oh dear, adults are always like this, they can't stop talking about studying.

They're still kindergarten kids; their teacher only teaches them to sing.

They exchanged glances and chuckled, when suddenly someone shouted from the front, "What are you doing?"

It turns out someone was greedy; even though they couldn't finish it, they filled a whole enamel mug to the brim. What did they do with the leftovers? Instead of dumping them in the slop bucket, they poured them directly into the ditch dug next to them.

As a result, that pretty auntie saw it.

She didn't curse, but just stared at the person and said in a low voice, "Jump down and scoop up all the food."

However, Jiang Xiaomi and her friends all agreed that this pretty aunt was more formidable than their kindergarten teacher, and they didn't dare to utter a sound.

Yes, kindergarten teachers are very busy these days. They basically go there every day to clock in, sing a song, and then rush home to help the adults with chores.

The children all stared curiously at the uncle who was pouring food into the water.

Oh dear, his face was redder than a cockscomb flower.

A grandfather who looked somewhat like him rushed out from behind, kicked him in the back of the knee, and cursed, "Get down there, fish him out and eat him. Damn it, I've only had a few days of full meals, you little brat, I'll make you rotten!"

The uncle fell into the water with a splash, but didn't dare to make a sound. He obediently retrieved the food.

The grandfather, who looked just like him, smiled broadly at the pretty aunt: "President Wang, please, please don't fire him. He's just a kid and doesn't know any better."

"According to the rules, he's not getting his bonus this year." The pretty auntie said expressionlessly. "We've explained the rules to you over and over again. Take only what you can eat. If you really can't finish it, put it in the slop bucket separately; at least you can feed the poultry and livestock. What are you going to do with it in the water? Feed it to the fish? Since this is your first offense, we're only deducting his bonus. Next time, you can just go home. You're far too generous; we can't afford to keep you here."

The grandfather blushed and kept nodding and bowing: "I know, I know, if he dares to do it again, I'll beat him to death!"

"Even if you kill him, you'll still be fired, and the construction site won't give you a single penny in compensation."

Wow!

Although the children didn't know what a pension was, the grandfather's expression was priceless.

Someone nearby pulled him back, saying, "Who are you trying to scare by killing him? Don't be ungrateful; there are plenty of people who want to come and work here."

yes.

Xiaomi's uncle, who lives in the next village, and her aunt, who lives in town, both want to come and move bricks.

In my aunt's words, a month's work on the construction site is equivalent to half a year's work in town.

But so far, only people from their airport village have been able to work on the construction site.

Therefore, she was very proud.

Hmph! Her aunt's son, Qiangqiang, looks down on her and calls her a country bumpkin.

Now this village girl eats chicken, duck, fish and meat in rotation, and has an egg every day, making her brother Qiangqiang extremely envious!

Oh right, Qiangqiang used to laugh at her, saying she didn't even know what tap water was.

Now, their airport village has running water too; the construction site provided the water pipes.

The short-haired uncle said that this was convenient, and it would save them from having to walk a long way to fetch water from the ditch.

People from the neighboring Wuxiang village said that these people are used to drinking tap water and refuse to drink the water from the ditch because they think it's dirty. They look down on the villagers.

But Grandma said, "Who cares if others think highly of us or not! We'll just drink the tap water that's readily available."

It costs over a thousand yuan to get tap water installed in the town.

If someone respects you, then ask them to install water pipes for you.

Jiang Xiaomi nodded vigorously, proudly sticking out her little belly.

Her family eats meat every day now, and her belly has gotten quite chubby. Her face is also chubby and puffy.

Hmph ╯^╰, you guys want to grow but can't.

However, what surprised Jiang Xiaomi and her friends even more than the changes in food and drink was the arrival of many people with high noses, blue eyes, and blond hair in their village.

Those people buy things in that huge blue tent, buying lots of things, and then they come to their village to eat.

Grandma always makes dumplings, some with pork filling and some with beef filling, and they all eat them.

Grandma would also stew potatoes and beef, then make noodles for them and let them eat it with the sauce, which they would then eat.

They also eat pork stewed with pickled cabbage soaked in Chinese cabbage, which they eat with flatbread.

He can eat a huge bowl of food every time.

But they don't eat steamed buns.

It's strange, the biscuit is so hard, it's not as delicious as a steamed bun.

The village even built a stove specifically for baking bread.

She ate it, and it tasted awful; it wasn't nearly as good as steamed buns or rice.

In the cartoon, Kiki's bread tastes delicious, so why does this bread taste so bad?

But the blond uncles and aunts ate with great relish.

Do all blond people like to eat the same unpalatable food? Just like Sister Qiqi.

Oh well, it's fine if they don't like it. Let her keep all the good food for herself.

But what saddened Jiang Xiaomi was that after her grandmother finally learned how to make soup dumplings, these Russian uncles actually liked to eat them.

That's too much! If they like to eat it, then she and her friends won't get to eat it.

Because the grandmothers didn't have time to wrap them.

They would impatiently brush it off each time, saying things like, "Next time, wait until next time, let's go eat your meal first."

Hmph ╯^╰ Adults are all liars, they don't believe it.

Xiaolongbao can be sold for money; a basket of them can sell for ten yuan. No wonder they're unwilling to spend that much!

Grandma now earns more money every day than Mom and Dad.

But Jiang Xiaomi quickly cheered up again. Grandma would buy lots of pretty things for the house whenever she earned money. All sorts of pretty things that the blue-eyed, blond-haired uncles and aunts brought down from the plane.

Her favorite thing is a beautiful blanket that she can drape over herself and play the role of a princess.

Her friends were so envious of her, because none of them had been able to buy such a beautiful blanket.

Besides blankets, those blue-eyed, blond-haired uncles brought a lot of strange and unusual things, which looked quite unusual.

The most interesting thing was that they also saw an uncle wearing seven hats on his head and six coats on his body as he got off the plane.

Good heavens, how did he get off the plane? He was dressed like a bear, how come he didn't get stuck on the plane door?

Jiang Xiaomi and her friends waited especially to see him board the plane.

Good heavens! This time he was staring at the bright sun, wearing a total of 12 shirts and denim jackets, and finally a wool sweater.

Every pocket of the clothes was stuffed full of things, and then a lot of random things were packed in plastic bags and wrapped around the body in layers.

That must weigh a lot.

He can actually walk!

He didn't get heatstroke!

The staff at the airport, however, were unfazed, saying that this made it easier for him to get through customs.

The customs officer said it was strange that he was dressed so warmly, and he said he was sick and felt cold.

Haha, does anyone actually believe such a thing?

It's only September, and the kids in their airport village are still wearing t-shirts.

Adults are so stupid.

These uncles and aunts would carry large bags and small packages to the big tent to set up stalls and sell the things they had brought.

At first, only people from the airport village went to watch the excitement, but after a couple of days, suddenly many city people came to buy things.

Some people traded their dad's cigarette lighter for a garlic press. My grandma bought one of these for a dollar, and it worked really well.

Now their family uses this every time they eat dumplings.

But most people just pay for it directly; she saw many older brothers and sisters come to buy fountain pens.

Everyone says it's so cheap; an iridium fountain pen is only one yuan.

My older siblings always buy a lot.

On one occasion, one of the older sisters didn't have enough money, so she actually took off her denim jacket and exchanged it for a big bag of fountain pens.

Oh, someone is buying cigarettes, one carton at a time. Dad has bought them too.

His mother was very angry and said that if he continued to smoke like this, he shouldn't come home.

But later my mother bought it too.

I didn't buy cigarettes for my dad. They were for my grandpa and dad to take the last bus to the city after they came back from the construction site at night. When they came back early in the morning, the cigarettes would turn into banknotes.

Dad said it's easy money; you buy one for 15 yuan and sell it for 50 yuan.

If you collect 10 and sell them once, you can earn more than 300 yuan.

Mom said that after the Lunar New Year, the family will build a large house.

Ah! I'm so happy! They'll have a big house now.

This year has been really great, exceptionally good.

When the rice ripened, those giant Transformer trucks would drive into the fields to harvest it.

After the rice was harvested, the rice was rolled up, and the straw was left on the ground.

The full loads of rice rolled into bags and were carried back to the village in baskets.

Dad, Mom, and Grandpa didn't come home; only Grandma cooked.

She and her grandmother didn't even go to the fields. Her grandmother helped carry rice for people from her maternal grandmother's village, and each person received 10 yuan.

Oh, she remembered that in June, when they were harvesting wheat and rapeseed, she had to go to the fields with her parents to tread on the rapeseed. Her face was so sunburned that it hurt and she turned into a black lump of coal.

Now, she's wearing a beautiful princess dress and is looking like Snow White again.

What upset me was that Dad actually told Mom, "Let your brother and sister work as laborers on the construction site. There are three openings, let them split it among themselves. They'll get 300 yuan each, if they don't want to, we'll find someone else."

Oh my god, no!

Mingming works on the construction site, something only people from their airport village can do.

How could Dad let it go?

Dad said impatiently, "Oh, how much money can you make building a house? There are plenty of other ways to make big money. Alright, alright, stop arguing. If you keep arguing, we're going on a trip abroad without you!"

The Russians got them the necessary documents so they could fly abroad for a day and help carry two packages of goods.

Jiang Xiaomi was stunned. Going abroad? They're going abroad too? Traveling around the world in a hot air balloon?

"Airplane, take an airplane to go abroad for fun." Mom said irritably, "All you do all day is watch cartoons."

But Jiang Xiaomi couldn't care less about being upset about the criticism; she was about to board a plane and leave the country!

She's the prettiest girl in the entire airport village!

Oh, are the other children from the village going too?

That's fine, since my cousins ​​can't get on anyway, let them eat the farts on the plane's tail!

She's still the most beautiful girl!

Jiang Xiaomi happily rolled around on the bed.

Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.

She had a sweet dream in which she became Kiki, the witch sister riding a broomstick.

Haha, Grandma said she also wants to help guests deliver what they need, just like Qiqi.

One day, she will surely be able to gain magic just like Kiki.

She's flown up to the sky!

When she grows up, she will surely be able to soar in the sky forever!

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Kiki, the little witch, is the protagonist of Hayao Miyazaki's animated film "Kiki's Delivery Service," which tells a story about growing up.

Thirteen-year-old witch Kiki, accompanied by her playmate Black Cat, travels to her favorite city for magical training. After experiencing a series of setbacks and difficulties, she overcomes them through perseverance and hard work, ultimately realizing her true self-worth.

This animated film, which debuted in 1989, has never been commercially distributed in the region on a large scale, except for a brief screening in 2002 as part of a film festival. It relies on videotapes, DVDs and other audio-visual products to radiate an irresistible all-round appeal.

Jiang Xiaomi was able to see this animated film because of the TV station's "borrowing" approach at the time.

This little girl grew up to be a pilot.

Haha, Ah Jin really likes writing stories about little girls.

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