Zhang Hongmei was helpless. "I can't answer you even if you ask me. You've seen Xiaoyun's personality. She's very perceptive. If she says she's not looking for a partner right now, then she definitely isn't. You know her current situation, so she's right not to. If her situation improves in the future, then that would be a better time."
Seeing her son pursed his lips and remained silent, she advised, "She's still young now, only eighteen. In a few years, she'll be in her early twenties. You're not that old either. In my opinion, we should wait a few years. Your sister is here now. She'll definitely be the first to know about any changes. Why are you worried?"
What are you worried about? Of course, you're worried that such an outstanding and beautiful girl will be deceived by other men.
He used to be quite confident, and it wasn't like anyone in the army was trying to match him up with someone. One of them, a female soldier from the art troupe, had clearly signaled to him that if he just nodded, he'd be able to date the pretty woman. He refused without hesitation. Although he had no feelings for those women, this undoubtedly gave him immense confidence.
But all this confidence collapsed when it came to Song Yun.
On the other side, Song Yun and Yang Lifen were washing yams in the yard. After washing, they peeled the skin and dried it in the sun. This is the hairy yam.
I found the picture online, and I have only eaten cultivated yams.
Song Yun also wanted to make some smooth yams, the kind used as medicine. She'd select the thicker, sun-dried hairy yams, soak them in water, then heat and steam them thoroughly. Finally, she'd roll them into cylindrical shapes on a board, dry them in the sun, and polish them. These became smooth yams. But the hairy yams weren't ready yet, so she couldn't make them for now. She'd have to wait a couple of days.
We also need to prepare the things that Zhang Hongmei will bring tomorrow.
The two of them gathered together a few cloth bags and filled them up with chestnuts and sour dates. They also packed three dried rabbits and pheasants, two pounds of soybeans from the cellar, and some dried mushrooms and dried hawthorns that she had dried herself. Together with the yams they had dug up today, they filled the entire sack.
It depends on Yang Wenbing, otherwise Zhang Hongmei wouldn't be able to carry these things.
When Zhang Hongmei and her son came back from the supply and marketing cooperative, they almost cried when they saw what Song Yun had prepared for her.
This child is too thick. He has so many things, but the gaps between his fingers are so loose.
Song Yun smiled and said, "I got all this from the mountains. I didn't have any money, so I left a lot. It's enough for us to eat during the winter. You can take these back home with confidence."
What could Zhang Hongmei say? She was so moved that her eyes turned red. She thought to herself again, how happy she would be if this were my daughter.
Song Yun is not generous to everyone. Zhang Hongmei has helped her a lot. If Zhang Hongmei had not been willing to help her even though she knew she was going to find her parents who lived in the cowshed, her journey to Heilongjiang Province would not have been so smooth.
After learning that Song Yun was the biological daughter of a capitalist, her adoptive parents, who had lived with her for eighteen years, wanted to draw a clear line with her immediately. Her fiancé, who had once said that he would be with her for the rest of his life, sent a telegram to break off the engagement. In such a situation, it was Lifen and her mother who did not despise her identity and even used their own connections to help her so much. If she did not remember the favor, wouldn't she be an ungrateful person?
Before seeing Zhang Hongmei off, Song Yun said to her, "Aunt Zhang, after you return to Beijing, could you please send me some high school textbooks and review materials?"
Zhang Hongmei was puzzled. "What do you need that for? Haven't you already graduated?"
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