Fan Xiaofan actually has a lot of money on her hands now. She has a high salary, and whenever she makes a breakthrough in her research, she always receives a lot of extra private rewards.
Although it was out of concern for her, he couldn't reveal to the public the fact that she had researched so many things, which made him feel even more guilty, and he naturally felt he had to make amends.
In the provincial capital, they often remember her and send her many good things.
Today, Fan Xiaofan received a package from the provincial capital. She opened it out of curiosity and found that it contained some canned goods.
"Huh, it's canned food..."
She enthusiastically beckoned Tuanzi to sit down beside her, then opened the can of ready-to-eat food in front of her—a can of meat.
In this day and age, pigs are all raised naturally, and canned food is made with high-quality ingredients. One bite, and it's fragrant, tender, and delicious. The little dumpling stared at her with longing eyes, and she smiled and popped a bite into his mouth.
"Is it good?"
She asked.
Fu Weidong narrowed his eyes with satisfaction and quickly nodded.
A can of food is quite substantial. Neither Fan Xiaofan nor Fu Weidong has a big appetite. It's also because after Fu Weidong became Fan Xiaofan's younger brother, he never lacked food and developed good eating habits along with her.
If it were the little dumpling who was still living in the Tian family, even if she knew her stomach couldn't handle it, she could still stuff all these things into her stomach without worrying about making a mess.
Now he no longer worries about not having enough to eat. Whenever he is hungry, there will always be something to eat. Following Fan Xiaofan, he has also developed clean habits and unconsciously learned dining etiquette from Fan Xiaofan, making him very likable.
Fu Weidong said with some regret, "It's just a pity that the weather is still hot now, and things won't keep for long and will spoil."
Like the breadcrumbs he once regretted falling to the ground and mixing with the dirt.
Because of his childhood experiences, he was always reluctant to waste even a single grain of food.
But Fan Xiaofan taught him that no matter how big your belly is, you can't eat that much; your health is more important.
However, his words made Fan Xiaofan think of something: a refrigerator. If there were a refrigerator, there would be no need to worry about food preservation.
However, at this time, only R and S countries had mastered the production technology, while China had not made any progress in this area.
When she got into the mood, she picked up the blueprints and started working. She smiled and waved to Fu Weidong, saying, "The two older brothers in the Fang family are very good to you. You can share your food with them so it won't go bad and go to waste."
Fu Weidong, the little dumpling, looked at the can of food he was holding with some hesitation. Although his brother Fang was very kind, he was still reluctant to part with the meat.
But my sister said that some people's friendships shouldn't be taken too seriously with such trivial things.
He thought of the people in the village; they would stand by his sister and protect her, and his sister had spent a lot of money to exchange fabric for the villagers.
Fan Xiaofan didn't hide what the Fang family had done from him; he knew that the events in Zhoujia Village were largely thanks to Uncle Fang...
He can't be so petty.
He nodded immediately, picked up the can of food, and went out.
Fan Xiaofan didn't force him to go. If he didn't go, she wouldn't say anything. These weren't matters of principle. No one would be willing to part with a can of food.
She's just a bit of an oddball.
But she didn't expect that Fu Weidong, at such a young age, had already learned to make choices. She couldn't help but proudly boast to Xiao Ningmeng, "I'm such a good girl who knows how to raise children."
Little Lemon: "..."
What a spendthrift!
Fan Xiaofan took the blueprints in a good mood and started thinking about the refrigerator.
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