Southeast placed the items on the table one by one, picked up Yan Xiaonan, and handed her a box of face cream and clam oil. Yan Xiaonan was a little depressed.
Grandma Yan was puzzled, thinking that Yan Xiaonan didn't like these things, so she said, "Baby, Grandma will buy you even better things when you get married?"
Yan Xiaonan was even more frustrated when she heard this. What she wanted to see was the ring, how could a wedding be without a ring? But how could someone as young as her ask?
The whole family got busy. Xuemei was washing and tidying up the new house in the back, putting everything they had bought in neat and tidy ways. This would be their home from now on.
Grandma Yan and Yan Xiaonan hid in their room packing rice, 100 jin per bag, and they packed 30 bags. They didn't lift a finger, but their bodies and faces were covered in white powder.
Cuihua had already prepared water and placed it in the room. Grandma Yan took a towel and wiped Yan Xiaonan's face, saying, "My dear, you've turned into a pale-faced child."
People from the North, South, and Southwest went fishing, digging for wild vegetables, hay for rabbits, and insects for chickens, as usual.
Of the eight rabbits they had for the winter, they ate two, sold two males, and kept three females and one male.
One of the original female rabbits is pregnant again, and in another month or so, the three baby female rabbits will probably be pregnant as well.
The twenty chicks in the house have grown up, and some have even started laying eggs. Cuihua is delighted and spends her days around the chicken coop, sometimes managing to collect more than a dozen eggs a day if she's lucky.
Aside from using the eggs to barter for salt and other odds and ends, Grandma Yan hid them all in the cellar, ensuring that everyone in the family could eat a boiled egg every day.
With eggs to eat, people in the north, south, and southwest became even more enthusiastic about finding insects and digging for fodder.
Yan Xiaoqiang also plans to get a bigger piglet to raise in a couple of days, so he can slaughter it and eat it during the Chinese New Year.
Three days later, Cuihua, carrying Yan Xiaonan, and Yan Xiaoqiang, along with Grandma Yan, arrived at the back mountain around 7 p.m.
The back mountain is forbidden territory for the villagers of Mushroom Village. Everyone is afraid of encountering wild animals and dares not come here during the day, let alone at night.
Aside from the chirping of insects and croaking of frogs, there was the rustling of leaves in the mountain wind. Yan Xiaonan's consciousness swept around and found no outsiders except for Zhong Nan, who was hiding in the grass.
He quickly threw out thirty bags of rice and sat down with his grandmother on a nearby rock to wait for them.
In the distance, two beams of light were faintly visible, probably because they were trying to avoid being seen, but they were still conspicuous in the dark.
Yan Xiaonan quickly closed her eyes and used her mind to scan the road again to make sure that there was no one on the road before she felt relieved.
The two brothers were driving a two-ton light truck, loaded with a lot of stuff, which was covered tightly with a thick tarpaulin.
The two parked their car in front of Yan Xiaoqiang and greeted him happily. Zhao Weiguo saw Yan Xiaonan sitting on the rock from afar and ran over to hug her.
Yan Xiaonan was startled. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Weiguo took out a large bag of chocolates from his backpack, chocolates filled with liqueur wrapped in colorful tin foil.
This is far too precious, even more precious than White Rabbit candy. Yan Xiaonan glanced at her grandmother and did not take it.
Grandma Yan also liked this kind of sweet, and said with a smile, "If you like it, take it, and we'll deduct it from your rice later."
Yan Xiaonan thought about it and realized that it made sense; she had never tasted chocolate from this era before.
Zhao Weiguo was happy as long as Yan Xiaonan accepted the gift; he would never deduct money from it. How could he charge for something he had gone to so much trouble to find for the girl?
Zhao Weimin counted them and found there were indeed thirty bags. His older brother's estimate was quite accurate. Luckily, he had brought enough supplies and money, otherwise he would have suffered a loss.
"Qiangzi, rice isn't so scarce now, so the price has dropped a bit. It's nine cents a pound of white rice now."
Grandma Yan and Yan Xiaoqiang nodded. As farmers, they had inquired about the price of wheat on the day they handed over their grain. The price of rice had come down, so naturally it had too.
Three thousand catties of rice were exchanged for two thousand seven hundred yuan. After deducting one hundred and sixty yuan for a sewing machine, two hundred and forty yuan for a pair of plum blossom watches, and three hundred yuan for other towels, bedding, cotton cloth and daily necessities.
Grandma Yan took the thick wad of money and counted it slowly and steadily, finding two hundred ten-yuan bills, not a penny less.
She secretly put the money into Yan Xiaonan's hand. Yan Xiaonan closed her eyes, and the money disappeared. To others, it looked like Grandma Yan had hidden the money in her inner pocket.
The three men started working as movers. Zhao Weimin dragged the things out of the car, and Yan Xiaoqiang and Zhao Weiguo carried them down.
After everything was unloaded from the truck, thirty bags of rice were carried up. Zhao Weiguo hugged Nan Nan one more time before getting into the truck and leaving. In the darkness, you could still see him stretching out his body to wave goodbye.
Once the car was far away and no light could be seen anymore, Yan Xiaonan closed his eyes, and a large pile of things on the ground vanished without a trace.
Three adults and one child walked home under the starlight. In Grandma Yan's room, Cuihua and Yan Xiaoqiang were sitting. The sewing machine had been brought, but how were they going to get it out?
Yan Xiaoqiang said he would ask his third uncle to borrow a cow tomorrow, take it for a stroll in town, and say that he asked his eldest brother to bring it from the capital.
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Grandma Yan nodded. As dawn broke, Yan Xiaoqiang took his mother, wife, and daughter onto the oxcart and went for a stroll in town.
They ate steamed buns with meat and white flour, sweet soy milk, and fried dough sticks in town. Of course, they also bought some for their children to take back to them later.
Yan Xiaonan's stomach was bulging from eating so much food. Grandma Yan wiped a drop of oil from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and the satisfaction on her face was impossible to hide.
Yan Xiaoqiang watched over the oxcart, while the mother and her three children walked around town to digest their food. Yan Xiaonan saw the post office and wanted to go in to see what stamps were available to buy.
Yan Xiaonan was definitely the illegitimate daughter of Lady Luck. She spotted the Mei Lanfang stage art stamps designed by Sun Chuanzhe at a glance, the newly issued Commemorative Issue 94.
He was pulling Grandma Yan to buy this. Grandma Yan's current mindset is that anything Yan Xiaonan sets his sights on is a good thing.
Four points for the portrait of Mei Lanfang, eight points for the resistance against the Jin army, eight points for the dream of the garden, ten points for the farewell of the king and his concubine, twenty points for Mu Guiying taking command, twenty-two points for the celestial maiden scattering flowers, thirty points for the sorrow of life and death, and fifty points for the universe's edge.
A set of eight stamps costs 1.52 yuan, which is incredibly cheap.
Yan Xiaonan secretly regretted that she was too young; otherwise, she could have bought a hundred sets and made a fortune selling them later.
Yan Xiaonan's eyes darted around, and she whispered something in Grandma Yan's ear. Grandma Yan's eyes widened, and she finally made the decision to buy ten sets.
To Cuihua's astonishment, Grandma Yan took out fifteen yuan and twenty cents and handed it to the staff member: "Young man, give me ten sets of this."
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