"Please sit down first." Feng Mian helped her to a stool on the side.
Zhang saw Fengmian squatting on the ground washing clothes and sighed again: "Grandma is still old. Ten years ago, I could still pick more than a kilogram of millet."
Feng Mian smiled and said, "Grandma is better than many old ladies."
Zhang thought about it and it made sense. The old lady next door in Shangyuanzi Village, who was the same age as her, was now a lame person.
It shouldn't happen at this age, but I worked so hard in the past few years that I injured my waist.
After leaving this time, Feng Mian said to Gu Yuelin: "I want to buy them a washing machine."
At this time, many wealthy families already had washing machines, semi-automatic ones.
One bucket for washing clothes, one bucket for shaking, and someone else to add water.
It's not as convenient as the fully automatic ones in the future, but it's better than hand washing, right? At least grandma doesn't have to squat on the ground to toss.
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Feng Mian smiled and said, "Then you have to be responsible for carrying it back."
“That’s as it should be.”
She really couldn't buy a washing machine of this era that could be used online. She could only buy old nostalgic collectibles that were good for looking at but not for use.
In the end, I got a coupon from that magical store and bought one in the physical store.
The store provided delivery services. After I gave the money and address, they arranged for someone to deliver the washing machine to Fengjia Village on a tricycle.
Zhang and Feng Guodong couldn't believe it. "Are you sure? Is it really our family?"
"Yes, that's right, it's your house. It was your granddaughter Feng Mian who bought it, right?"
"Yes, our granddaughter's name is Fengmian, but I haven't heard her say she wants to buy a washing machine."
"That might be a surprise for you. Old man, please sign it quickly. I'll take it off for you and teach you how to use it."
There was Feng Mian's signature on his list, so Feng Guodong had no choice but to sign it.
This was another big event for the village, and many people came to see this strange washing machine.
"This thing is only used by rich people. How can we poor people use it? Just wash a few pieces of clothes in the river. Zhang, you are so lucky. You don't have to cook or wash clothes."
Zhang said, "Oh, this silly girl is wasting money again. She doesn't want to spend money on food or clothes, and spends the money she saves on us old couple."
"She is filial, you are blessed."
Others are so envious.
Nowadays, young people spend their money on themselves, eating well, dressing well, combing their hair back, and dancing disco.
Who is like Fengmian, who saves money for himself and spends money on old men and women?
Amid the envious gazes of a group of people, Zhang learned how to use a washing machine.
The old lady Qian next door was jealous to the point of madness.
She thought of her youngest son.
Feng Feng was able to spend money on her even if he had to save money, but that damn boy hadn't been seen since he came back during the Chinese New Year.
Grass has grown on his thatched house.
After everyone had left, Old Mrs. Qian shamelessly asked Zhang.
"Sister Zhang, do you know where my Fengfeng is?"
Zhang had a dying smile on her face and glanced at her sarcastically.
"have no idea."
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