People coming home from get off work in the evening must have been incredibly disappointed to find they'd missed out on the cotton, like Aunt Tian.
Knowing that she missed out on the rare cotton harvest because of work, she slapped her thigh in regret. She had been planning to renovate her grandson's cotton-padded coat this year, and had been saving up cotton for a long time, but was still a little short.
Knowing that her grandson would fall ill every winter, she swallowed her pride and knocked on the door of the house next door.
"Um, Xiao Bu, your cotton..." she stammered. If it weren't for her grandson, she would never have taken advantage of the young girl.
Seeing Aunt Tian's expression, Bu Ling knew what was going on. To be honest, she didn't actually need that much cotton, but she couldn't appear too agreeable.
She looked somewhat embarrassed: "Aunt Tian, however much you're short, I'll need quite a bit too."
Aunt Tian knew that cotton was scarce these days, but for her grandson's sake, she had to swallow her pride and say, "Little Bu, I know I'm putting you in a difficult position. Look, can you spare half a jin?"
After hesitating for a while, Bu Ling gritted her teeth and made up her mind: "Aunt Tian has always taken good care of me, so I'll give you half a jin!"
Aunt Tian was overjoyed: "Thank you so much, Xiao Bu! Thank you so much!"
"Aunt Tian, you're too kind. We're neighbors, it's only right to help each other." Buling said, taking a roll of cotton from her cloth bag, folding it in half, and giving the slightly larger half to Aunt Tian.
This cotton is all pre-carded, one roll weighs one pound.
Aunt Tian took the cotton, her eyes brimming with undisguised joy as she looked at the fluffy white cotton. Without hesitation, she gave Buling a pound of cotton coupons and two cents, thanking her profusely as she left.
Buling didn't say it was inappropriate, put the money and tickets away, and prepared to cook.
She was always generous to herself, so she took a piece of meat weighing about two ounces, chopped it into small pieces, added the all-purpose meat sauce that Mulberry had made for her, cooked some noodles, and ate a hot bowl of meat sauce noodles.
After finishing the meal, I added some hot water, washed the dishes, and quickly washed my hair. Then I sat by the stove to read comic books and let my hair air dry.
The next day, Buling was awakened by Aunt Shen's cursing. He frowned, opened his eyes, and listened carefully for a while before realizing that Aunt Shen was arguing with Widow Liu again.
This wasn't surprising, though. Ever since Jiang Hua went to the countryside, Aunt Shen had been putting on this show every few days, and everyone was used to it.
She lingered in bed for a while, not getting up until 8:30. She'd learned her lesson now and knew to put her underwear under the covers before bed so it wouldn't be too cold to wear in the morning.
Hmm~ It's definitely much better.
After getting dressed, I made myself a cup of malted milk powder and ate two peach shortbreads for breakfast. It was almost time, so I pushed my bicycle out the door and went to work with Wu Yuanyuan.
Buling sat on the back of the bicycle, huddled behind Wu Yuanyuan's broad back, shielding her from the wind.
Getting up early for work in the dead of winter is really tough; you have to experience it to know!
Wu Yuanyuan was completely unaware of Bu Ling's sinister intentions. She pedaled the bicycle with all her might. The wind was blowing in the opposite direction from where they were going to work, making riding a bicycle incredibly strenuous, especially with someone riding behind her.
It's fortunate that Wu Yuanyuan is quite strong; otherwise, she would have been knocked over in no time.
The two of them finally made it to the state-run restaurant. The first thing they did upon entering was to each pour themselves a cup of hot water. After drinking it, they felt much better.
The hot water was boiled by Sister Ma. Because of the nature of her work, she's always the first to arrive and the last to leave, making her arguably the hardest-working person among them.
Another day of slacking off
After getting off work that evening, Buling, clutching her half-finished sweater which was progressing slowly, huddled in the back seat. "Sister Yuanyuan, let's go to the department store. I'm almost out of face cream."
It's winter now, so it's used up faster.
"become!"
Wu Yuanyuan is very easy to talk to.
The two went to the department store. Buling bought two jars of face cream and some fruit candies. She then accompanied Wu Yuanyuan to the clothing section on the second floor. In the end, the two came downstairs empty-handed.
Department stores only have a few styles of ready-made clothes, and they're ridiculously expensive. It's much more cost-effective to buy fabric and make them at home. Besides, neither of them needs more clothes, so there's no need to waste money.
I got back to the compound smoothly. As soon as I entered, I saw Aunt Shen arguing with Sister Mo for some reason.
"You barren hen, Xiao Yu is really unlucky to have married you."
Bu Ling watched helplessly as Sister Mo's face turned pale, then red. She was so angry that her finger trembled as she pointed at Aunt Shen, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Bu Ling shook her head. "Sister Mo, this won't do. Sometimes, it's true that moral people are easily taken advantage of."
She gave Wu Yuanyuan a wink and went into the yard first, with Wu Yuanyuan immediately following behind on her bicycle.
"Oh, Aunt Shen, why are you so angry? What's wrong? Did something happen to Jiang Hua?"
Hearing Bu Ling's words, Aunt Shen glared at her and said, "You little rascal, you're just hoping something bad will happen to my daughter, aren't you? Let me tell you, my daughter is perfectly fine!"
"Oh? Sister Jiang Hua has found another sucker?" Bu Ling asked in surprise.
"What nonsense are you spouting, girl? My daughter relies on herself, not some sucker!" Aunt Shen quickly denied.
Bu Ling squinted: "Aunt Shen, your reaction is off, it's a bit like you're trying to cover something up~" she said lightly.
Sister Mo chimed in, "That's right, that's right!" She then gave Bu Ling a grateful look.
Bu Ling caught her look, smiled sweetly, and said it was nothing; she and Sister Mo were old friends who often ate sunflower seeds together.
"You two little bitches are just jealous, jealous of my daughter!"
"You're being funny. What are we jealous of her for? Are we jealous that she farms or that she eats sand?" Buling said calmly.
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