Deng Qingling returned home, took a pound of brown sugar, more than a pound of dried shrimps, and more than a pound of red dates, wrapped them in brown paper, and went to Chen Chen's house.

The quality of these things looked very good, which made Chen Xiaomin admire them very much. She said that she had never seen brown sugar of such good quality in her life. The color was golden and it smelled like the fragrance of sugarcane.

Deng Qingling: "It's just you, Xiao Min. If it were someone else, I wouldn't meddle in their business. I was able to buy these things through connections. I heard they came from out of town."

It’s not because of connections! It’s because of the relationship between space that it can be brought from modern times.

There's plenty in the space anyway, so why not take some out and exchange it for cash? I can even do them a favor.

Chen Xiaomin smiled and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law. Please sit for a while. I'll go get the money for you." After that, she entered the room and came out after a while.

"This is for my sister-in-law. Please count some." Chen Xiaomin said as he handed the money to Deng Qingling with both hands.

It only costs a few dollars and you can finish it with just a few clicks.

Deng Qingling smiled and said, "That's enough."

"That's enough. I'll go put the things away first." After Chen Xiaomin said that, she picked up the things and walked towards the kitchen.

In the evening, I asked Achen to take a little of each to grandma. It was just the right amount of nutrition.

Deng Qingling and Chen Xiaomin chatted for a while, and when she saw the sun setting, she took the child home.

Deng Qingling didn’t cook any delicious dishes in the evening, so she made a plate of cold cucumber salad. The children all liked to eat raw cucumbers, but they didn’t like cooked cucumbers. Then she made a tomato and egg soup, which was also delicious with corn and multi-grain rice.

After dinner, Guo Youxing told Deng Qingling that he had received good news that the village planned to build a school in a while, and asked Deng Qingling if she had any ideas.

"Dad, is it okay if I just graduated from junior high school? Many of those educated youth have attended high school." Deng Qingling asked.

"What's the big deal? Your uncle Qing and I have discussed this. When the school is built, we will select teachers through exams. Two people will be selected from the village and two from the Youth League Institute." Guo Youxing said.

"Then I guess there are quite a few people in the village who will take the exam. I'll know if I can do it when the time comes."

Deng Qingling felt very unconfident when talking about this. The original owner graduated from junior high school. She herself also went to junior high school, but failed to get into high school, so she went to a technical school. She knew her own business, and she didn't think she had the ability to be a teacher.

Guo Youxing: "It's okay. The village will definitely need two spots. The scores will be divided into two rankings. As long as your scores are among the best in the village, you'll be fine."

In fact, he just asked. Their family was already eye-catching enough. If his daughter-in-law wanted to be a teacher, she would have to rely on herself to pass the exam.

"Dad believes you can become a teacher." Guo Youxing encouraged.

"Then I will work hard and strive to become a teacher." Deng Qingling was forced to accept the big promise her father-in-law had drawn for her. She could still give it a try if she gritted her teeth. If she didn't try, how would she know if she could get the big promise?

On the other side of the Youth League Courtyard.

After Chen Chen got home from work, he prepared the pheasant and made soup with the whole pheasant.

The pheasant soup wasn't ready so quickly, so I cooked some corn and mixed grain rice and fried a plate of cucumber to eat first.

Before the meal was ready, Chen Ting and Chen Xiaomin were sewing clothes together, putting patches on obvious places on clothes that were not torn.

I patched up the holes with brightly colored scraps of cloth or thread to make a beggar's outfit. I also packed up some scraps of cloth and needles and thread and gave them to my grandmother.

After finishing the meal, I packed up some food, including half a bag of brown sugar, half a bag of dried shrimps, half a bag of red dates, two kilograms of rice, some salt, oil and a kerosene lamp.

Just as he finished packing up, the chicken soup was ready. Chen Chen scooped a large bowl full of pheasant meat and filled a kettle with some soup.

Taking advantage of the night, Chen Chen, carrying two bags, quietly walked towards the back mountain.

Walking to the gate of the courtyard, Chen Chen pushed open the door.

Old man Li heard the noise and came out.

Chen Chen whispered, "Grandpa, it's me, I'm Achen."

"It's Achen. Why did you bring so many things here? Take them back quickly." said old man Li.

Chen Chen walked over and said quickly, "Grandpa, I saw you didn't have much luggage, so I brought some old clothes. These clothes don't fit us very well, so they're just perfect for you."

The weather-beaten old man sighed and said, "Come into the house first."

After saying that, he took Chen Chen into the house.

Chen Chen followed his grandfather into the room. There was no light in the room, but firewood was used for lighting, and the room was surrounded by stones.

Old lady Li and her little grandson sat on the side, drinking corn and wild vegetable porridge that was so bright that it reflected their shadows. Another old man sat in the corner of the wall, drinking wild vegetable porridge as well.

Seeing Chen Chen coming in with bags on his back, Old Lady Li stood up and said, "Why are you bringing so many things, kid? We have food and drinks here, so you don't need to bring anything."

Old Mrs. Li also felt sorry for her grandson. He had previously sent a letter back saying that his grandson's wife was pregnant again, and he was working alone to support the family, so she really didn't want to be a burden to them.

As the saying goes, live by the mountain, eat by the mountain. There are plenty of wild vegetables on the mountain. You can just cook some wild vegetable porridge and eat it. It's just hard for Azhe, who has to suffer hardship here with us old guys at such a young age.

When Chen Chen heard what his grandmother said, he quickly retorted, "Grandma, this is called having food and drink! The food you eat is worse than the pigs in the production team. At least the food pigs eat is much thicker than what you eat."

Everyone: It hurts, we are not even as good as pigs.

"How dare you talk like that, kid?" Old Mrs. Li pinched his arm angrily.

Chen Chen said with a look of pain: "Ah, it hurts! Grandma, don't you love me anymore?"

"You kid, you only know how to act weird. How hard can grandma pinch you?" Although she said this, Grandma Li reached out and touched the place where she had just pinched.

"Ding, ding, ding, grandma, look, I brought you some delicious food." Chen Chen said as he put the bowl of pheasant meat on the wooden stool and lifted up the upside-down bowl on it.

For a moment, the fragrance filled the air.

It was the smell of meat mixed with the aroma of mushrooms.

In the silent night, there were several sounds of swallowing.

Several people hadn't eaten meat for a long time. Before the accident, the family only ate meat once or twice a month. What's more, after the accident, they ate worse than pork.

"Chicken! Kill the chickens at home! What will Xiaomin eat during her confinement period?" Old Mrs. Li's eyes instantly turned red and she said hurriedly.

This old man of mine was a burden to my grandson and even ruined his grandson's wife's food supply during her confinement.

Chen Chen quickly explained: "Grandma, don't get excited, this is a pheasant, not a chicken I raised."

"Pheasant? Is it real?" asked Old Mrs. Li.

Chen Chen: "Of course it's true! Everything I wrote back to you was true. You'll know if it's a pheasant after you eat it."