Several people set up a table in the main hall. The ingredients had been eaten all winter, and they no longer had the same amazing flavor. Wen Xi even expressed disgust at the taste. But everyone was happy.
Mrs. Du and Fang Qiang were also very happy for the Mao family. Having their own house meant that their lives were halfway stable.
Unlike the quietness of the dinner table back then, the noise of laughter here was almost enough to lift the roof off the room. But Mao loved it, and Xiangye loved it even more. This was what a home should be like.
By the time they left, it was already dark.
Mao brought all the family members into her room and handed the two makeup boxes Fang Qiang had given her to Wen Xi and Xiang Ye, one each.
"You are all at the age where you love beauty, so take this thing back and use it. I don't need it."
Just as Xiang Ye was about to refuse, Wen Xi quickly pushed her back, looking frightened:
"She's still a child! She's just tied up with ropes every day, but there's no need for this. I don't like it, so I don't need it."
"Use it if you want. You're almost becoming a tomboy." Mao said angrily.
As for Old Mrs. Du, she also did her best to send a jar of pickled cabbage that she had made herself.
Mao's heartfelt sigh:
"We finally have our own shelter. Now we should think about how to make money in the future. We can't just sit back and enjoy all the savings."
Xiangye nodded:
"Yes! No matter how hard I work at embroidering handkerchiefs, I guess it still won't be easy. I have to find another way to make a living."
Mao's brow was also filled with worry.
Wen Xi had a plan in mind, but she had no idea what to do yet! She decided not to bother everyone for now. She looked around and finally found the cabinet in the corner where she had originally planned to store her clothes.
Because each room is equipped with a wardrobe, it was replaced to store some miscellaneous items.
"Mom, can you take out the rice, flour, and other dry goods from my place? They're always piled there, and it's inconvenient to put more things in. It's better to... put them in your stomach. Mom, can we have rice tomorrow?"
Gu Shengmo, who was sitting next to him and feeling bored, straightened up instantly and looked at Mao with stars in his eyes.
Xiangye couldn't help but swallow her saliva quietly.
In the past, the rice crowd had never taken it seriously, but now they were craving it so much. Mao thought... after all, it was suffering with him.
"Okay, let's have a big meal tomorrow."
Then, opening the cabinet, Wen Xi placed rice, flour, dried goods, and various condiments inside. Besides modern items, the coffin contained silver, a small amount of condiments, and a few necessities, in case they could go up the mountain and enjoy some wild game.
Now that we had the rooms, we naturally had to sleep separately. Each of us was assigned a room.
Lying in the quilt that Mao had prepared for me, I felt very warm. It was a light-colored, slightly pinkish coarse cloth, very much like a boudoir.
This is probably the most peaceful time I've ever had since I came into this world. It seems like I'll be spending my whole life like this! I just have to plan more for my food and drink.
Then he thought of his own coffin, which he had not entered since he had loaded it with things.
Today, the place is basically empty. I have to go in and take a look.
Silently recite in your heart
'My coffin'
Wen Xi arrived at a familiar place again, but before she could even think about it, she fell into a coma. To be more precise, she was in a dream.
This was the first time something like this had happened. Wen Xi was very panicked before she passed out.
But once I entered the dream, I didn’t know what to do.
What kind of dream is this?
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