"Your uncle's favorite thing to eat is the shortbread made by your grandma. It's a pity that food can't be mailed. The things he uses are also relatively backward and can't compare to those over there."

"That's true." Logistics were not very developed at that time. The fruits in her space were good things, but they were not sent by mail.

"Your aunt has always had good taste. Look, these are all suitable for you."

Ying Han looked at a windbreaker, jeans, and a rose-red sweater. His brother also wore the same outfit: a windbreaker, jeans, and a light blue sweater. Besides that, there were also a few tubes of lipstick and face cream.

"Mom, is my aunt a bitch?"

"No, their family name is mlxy. Unlike your uncle, she goes to school in Country M and they are classmates."

"Mom, why was my uncle sent to America by my grandpa when he was so young?"

"Not really. They went to T City High School at that time. Your uncle was a good student and was admitted there. Later, something happened at home, and your grandfather was afraid that your uncle would come back and do harm to him, so he sent him to Country M for a while. As a result, he never came back." The two old people died one after another and did not make it in time.

"Mom, the situation is clear now. Uncle can come back."

"That's right, it's not far away."

Ying's mother sorted out the things that were mailed and asked Ying Han to try on the clothes.

Ying Han felt that he could wear it without even trying it on. His aunt really had good taste. A khaki tweed coat, a rose-red velvet sweater, and jeans would never go out of style.

"Mom, please mail these clothes to my brother."

"I'll go mail it tomorrow and buy some things for your uncle and aunt while I'm there. I'll see what can be mailed."

"Mom, let me prepare it for them."

Her mother was worried about her preparing, so she had to do it herself.

In the evening, the mother and daughter ate and watched TV. There were not many TV series, mostly news, such as reporters interviewing some factories about production and how much progress they had made compared with previous years, or the new Shinkansen train. Even this made Ying's mother very curious.

"It's still good to have a TV. You can learn a lot from it."

"Mom, there's a TV show at 8 o'clock every night, and the news at 7:30."

"News is good. It tells you a lot of things. When your dad comes back, he'll definitely snatch the TV from me."

Before going to bed, Ying's mother insisted on giving the money to Ying Han. Ying Han refused to accept it, so Ying's mother gave her a lecture, saying that she was spending money recklessly and didn't know how to save, and that it was not okay for a girl to do that.

After a long conversation, Ying Han finally accepted the money.

Finally, he reminded Ying Han to open a passbook for himself.

She probably doesn't need the passbook, as she can store things in her own space.

But if you don’t have a passbook, it won’t work outside.

She did some calculations and decided to open a savings account and deposit two or three hundred yuan into it. The money she earned from selling furniture in the store was enough for her to live on.

At noon the next day, Ying Han called Wang Leqin.

Ask her if there is a place that makes cheongsams.

"Are you going to make a cheongsam?"

Ying Han was stunned. He didn't plan to make one himself, but his mother could make one. "I wanted to make one for my aunt. Now that you mention it, I think it's also appropriate for my mother to make one."

"I actually know someone who makes cheongsams. I'll take you and Aunt Ying there this Sunday. My mom also wants to make one."

"Okay, then we have a date."

"Okay, don't worry."

When Ying Han returned to the small building after get off work, Li Guihua excitedly pulled her aside and said, "Hanhan, someone came here today and booked ten tables. Look, this is it."

Ying Han was surprised. She took the notebook Li Guihua gave her and took a look at it. It was a rectangle with the dimensions including the thickness of the desktop marked on it.

"A table with four stools. He said he runs a restaurant, and I didn't know what price to set, so I just used the price for the square table we have in our room. I saw he marked the thickness of the board, so I added a dollar to the price, so the set was 12 dollars."

Ying Han smiled and said, "Sister Guihua, you're so smart. The price is just right, but his painting skills are so poor that I can't tell the effect. How about this, I'll work overtime today to make him one and see the effect. Will he come tomorrow?"

"Come over tomorrow. She's just worried that I'm not sure and won't be able to do it."

"Okay, I'll make one tomorrow morning, but if he orders it, you have to take a deposit from him."

"How much is a suitable deposit?" Li Guihua had never done business before and didn't quite understand this.

"It's to prevent him from changing his mind after we've finished it according to his style. We charge him a deposit of one dollar for each set, and ten dollars for ten sets. We'll write him a note."

"Okay, I'll talk to him tomorrow. If he doesn't agree, we won't do it."

“Well, Sister Guihua, we can’t just give up just because we see ten sets of tables and chairs.”

"Hanhan, can you finish it by working overtime tonight?"

"Yes, I have the materials ready. I can make one in three or four hours, but it needs to be painted and aired for a day or two. Let him see the unpainted one tomorrow. If he thinks it's suitable, we can continue."

"Okay, I understand." Li Guihua helped Ying Han sell several sets of seats and gained some experience.

I was making a sample today, so I didn’t make any complicated dishes. I just made some simple shredded pork noodles.

Seeing that the time was almost up, I just opened the door and was about to go out to call Deng Chen, when I saw him coming over with a fish.

"It just so happens that I was just about to go out and call you."

"I went to the market after get off work and bought a fish. I can't eat for free every time I come here." Deng Chen smiled and brought the fish in front of Ying Han.

Ying Han took it and said, "It's a pity that we can't eat it today. We can only wait until tomorrow." Ying Han took him into the house and said, "I made shredded pork noodles today."

Ying Han and Deng Chen agreed the day before yesterday to come here today, and asked Deng Chen to come.

Deng Chen felt embarrassed to go empty-handed, so he bought a fish from the supply and marketing cooperative.

"I'm not picky about food, I can eat anything."

Ying Han asked Deng Chen to wash his hands while he brought two bowls of rice to the table.

After washing his hands, Deng Chen saw the radio on the kitchen shelf and turned to ask, "Can I turn it on?"

"Okay, you can adjust it yourself."

Ying Han’s shredded pork noodles come with several side dishes, including black fungus, green vegetables, and tofu strips.

The shredded pork was made with the meat sauce that Ying Han had prepared a few days ago.

There are some chopped green onions and coriander on top, which looks very appetizing.

It was the first time that Deng Chen had eaten such delicious shredded pork noodles, which were even better than those made by the chefs in state-owned restaurants.

Ying Han asked Deng Chen, who had already eaten several mouthfuls, "Is it tasted okay?"

"This noodle tastes great, I've never seen anyone do this before."