"I have a vague impression of it, but when I think about it carefully, I can't remember it..."
Xia Daohua tried hard to recall, but she really couldn't remember.
Her modern memories, including what she has experienced, what others have said to her, what she has said to others, the novels she has read, and even the web pages she has browsed casually, can all be clearly recalled.
But the original owner could only recall some scenes and fragments sporadically.
The original owner's memory was missing a lot.
Of course, there would be some memory fragments that were triggered by chance. For example, when her great-uncle came to visit her, she suddenly remembered the face of a cousin from her great-uncle's family.
Fortunately, in this situation, Doctor Wang had already explained it to the Xia family.
When her family saw how badly she was injured, they were thankful she was still alive. As for forgetting the past, it was nothing compared to her life.
Isn't it just getting to know your relatives and neighbors again? It's no big deal!
As long as you don’t die, become disabled, paralyzed, or become stupid, and can survive with your arms and legs intact, it’s better than anything else!
Xia Daohua didn't know what they were thinking. She just felt wholeheartedly that Doctor Wang was her benefactor.
Doctor Wang saved the original owner's life and created the conditions for his own time travel;
Doctor Wang cleared the obstacles in front of him - with Doctor Wang's instructions in advance, no one would notice that something was wrong because of the abnormalities she occasionally showed.
They will consciously or unconsciously attribute all their changes to the wound on the back of their head and the lost memories.
It’s really thanks to Doctor Wang!
Seeing Xia Daohua lost in thought with her eyes blank, Lihua quickly comforted her:
"Oh, forget it, I'm just asking casually. Don't bother yourself, Daohua! Eat quickly, or it'll get cold if you don't eat it soon!"
Xia Daohua came back to her senses, smiled embarrassedly at Lihua, and continued eating.
The sticky rice dumplings that were a little hot just now are now at a much more suitable temperature.
Lihua was right, it was indeed quite cold at this time.
Especially in the main room, although there is a thick curtain hanging at the door and two layers of window paper are pasted on the window frames, it is still a bit chilly.
After all, the Chinese New Year is only a dozen days away!
If only the house could be made warmer.
Unfortunately, at that time, there were no boilers or radiators, let alone electric heaters or electric blankets! In winter, if you wanted to keep warm, you could only rely on kangs, stoves, and charcoal basins, which was really difficult.
By the way, there is also the predecessor of the hot water bottle: the hot water bottle.
But hot water bottles are also very expensive. Like hand warmers, they are exclusive to wealthy families and the common people cannot afford them at all.
After finishing breakfast, when Rika and Goro got up to clean the table, the quarrel in the kitchen also ended.
Because Jiang listened to her children's advice and did not go over to get scolded, the two sisters-in-law quarreled more and more fiercely, and even started fighting. Not only did they push each other, but they also broke a bowl.
The sound of the breaking bowl startled old lady Zhou.
Zhou scolded her two daughters-in-law one after another, and then she brought her two sons over and scolded them until their faces turned purple.
After making a fuss all morning, the other families laughed at them. They were tired and hungry, their stomachs rumbling. The second and third sons were also furious. The second son's wife, Sun, and the third son's wife, Wu, finally calmed down.
Zhou made Sun and Wu stand in the big kitchen as punishment, and she cooked some hand-rolled noodles in a big pot herself, which the old couple and Xia Yujiao ate.
The second and third wives gathered in the big kitchen and ate some leftover noodle soup with cold steamed bread.
Zhou watched coldly without saying a word.
Seeing that everyone's face was burning as if they were sprinkled with chili powder, Zhou finally spoke and asked Erlang to run errands and invite the bricklayer Lao Chen from the village to come over.
He instructed his sons, who had been divided into different families, to choose a place for themselves, separate the kitchen and build a stove.
As for the big kitchen, it was used by the old couple on weekdays. During festivals or other occasions when they needed to have a meal or entertain guests, whoever wanted to use it could discuss it with the old couple.
However, although Old Lady Zhou hired a bricklayer, each family had to pay for the labor.
The newly minted housewives, having just received their share of money, were about to spend it before it was even warm to the touch, each one looking incredibly distressed. Even Jiang Shi felt a little disappointed.
But Lihua and the others have already begun to imagine a wonderful life with their own kitchen:
"We can have special treatment in the future!" Lihua said excitedly, her face rosy like a cute big apple.
"Yeah, sister, I want to eat roasted taro!" Linghua's eyes were shining, and there was a suspicious trace of sparkle at the corner of her mouth, as if she had already seen the sweet taro in front of her.
"Taro is nothing! I'll go find some game in the mountains and we'll cook it in the small kitchen!" Xia Daohua waved her hand with a powerful gesture. She thought to herself, even if we can't find game, no worries, we have a big supermarket!
The usually steady Wu Lang suddenly laughed, holding his stomach. "Haha, I'm dying of laughter! You're just a tiny little guy, and you still want to go to the mountains to find game? Don't let the big bad wolf take it away! You'll become the game!"
Daohua refused to give in and pulled Lihua to make the decision: "Sister, look at my brother! He actually laughed at me, come on, help me beat him up twice!"
The children were laughing and making a lot of noise, and Jiang couldn't help but smile.
Thinking about having an independent kitchen in the future, she could turn off the fire later at night, boil water at night without disturbing others, and the house would be much warmer. Jiang's smile deepened.
Old Chen, his son and two apprentices built the stoves for the second, third, fourth and fifth rooms in just over a day.
The fourth room also built two small tea stoves, one in the kitchen and one in the main room.
It was winter, and we couldn't make clay bricks, so we had to go to the brick kiln in town and buy some broken blue bricks. Fortunately, we bought a large quantity from all four families, so the price was slightly cheaper.
In the end, the eldest wife's share of the stove was paid by old lady Zhou, and the other wives contributed their own share. The fourth wife paid 185 coins.
Among them, the blue bricks cost sixty cents, the labor costs were one hundred cents, and buying vegetables and preparing meals to entertain Lao Chen and his group cost twenty-five cents.
Xia Daohua quietly prepared an account book and recorded all this information.
Xia Daohua has loved keeping accounts ever since she learned how to do it. Not to save money, but mainly because she likes the feeling of knowing what's going on.
Later, when she ran a supermarket, Xia Daohua became more interested in keeping accounts.
However, no matter how well the accounts are kept, they cannot withstand the power of big capital and the new era, new technology, and new trends.
Personal efforts are insignificant compared to the overall trend of the environment.
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