Wang Shuo discovered that since he recognized his godmother, not only has his family's life improved, but he has also benefited greatly from her influence.
After confirming the matter, Wang Shuo specifically told Yang Yufen the departure date, saying he would personally go to guide everyone in planting.
Yang Yufen finally felt relieved.
Since she's no longer running a business and has more eggs than she can eat, Yang Yufen wants to buy some chicks to raise. She plans to slaughter them and make dried chicken in the winter, and if she has the chance, she'll send them to Qin Nian.
"No?"
"Yes, because of the floods, eggs have become a scarce commodity, so naturally there are no more chicks to hatch."
When Yang Yufen returned home, she saw her own eggs and decided to hatch the chicks herself. Luckily, she also had an electric blanket that was free.
A livestock worker from the brigade had come to the village before and explained how to artificially hatch chicks, and she had learned from him.
Thinking it over, Yang Yufen got to work. She had no choice; the eggs would go bad if she didn't eat them. She couldn't bear to sell them all, since she wasn't that desperate for money yet, and she still needed to save some food for her children.
Fearing she might not succeed on her first try, Yang Yufen only picked thirty eggs.
Luckily, we had a flashlight at home. When we shone it on the night, everything was clearly visible.
The bamboo bed was no longer big enough for the two children, so Yang Yufen got two more strollers. She got some old bicycle inner tubes from the scrap yard, whittled wood to make wheels, and wrapped them with the inner tubes for durability.
By using bamboo strips to hold them together, two strollers can be combined into one, making it convenient to push out when one person is taking care of the child. If someone is helping, the bamboo strips can be pulled out, and it becomes a separate stroller.
The women in the family compound were very surprised when they saw it.
"Aunt Yang, did you make this cart yourself? Could you make one for me too? I'll pay... eight yuan."
The woman, holding one child in one arm and another on her back, thought for a moment and then quoted a price.
Yang Yufen looked at it and finally agreed.
"Okay, but it won't be that quick, it'll take five days."
"Okay, okay, I'll give you the money first, but you absolutely have to make one for me."
Although they are not twins, they are close in age and both are too much to handle, which is exhausting for her day after day.
The small cart suddenly became popular in the residential compound. When everyone inquired about it and found out it cost eight yuan, they immediately gathered around Yang Yufen.
“My daughter-in-law is due to give birth in three months, but I’m not in a rush.”
“No rush, ma’am, let me have a turn first. Look at me, I’m due next month.”
"No, my daughter is already three months pregnant and will be able to use it soon. Let me go first."
Before Yang Yufen's chicks even hatched, she received a bunch of orders for pushcarts.
"Don't rush, don't rush. If you haven't given birth yet, then let's wait. It's not suitable for the baby to sit in a stroller if the baby is too small."
Yang Yufen quickly spoke up to remind her.
"Oh, this little bamboo bed of yours was for your child before, right? It looks nice, I'll order one of these."
"When the weather gets colder, it won't be suitable to sleep on a bamboo bed."
Yang Yufen reminded her again.
"It's alright, just put down a mattress. It's never as peaceful as sleeping with an adult."
Then, everyone noticed that Yang Yufen had made many things for children in her room. They were well-wrapped and looked very practical, perfect for comforting children.
Even back scratchers and fly swatters have attracted attention.
The younger people were also very tempted by the exquisite bamboo basket.
"These little things aren't difficult; everyone can figure them out themselves when they have some free time."
Seeing that the child was about to wake up, Yang Yufen quickly tried to stop him.
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