Feng Yi didn't talk to Tang Baozhu about these things because she was in postpartum confinement, so he didn't want to distract her or worry that she wouldn't be able to have a proper postpartum recovery.
Fortunately, Tang Baozhu didn't originally have anything she wanted to buy. Women only want to buy things when they enter a store, regardless of whether they need them or not. Since she can't buy anything now without a receipt, she can only go home and take care of the child.
After returning home, Tang Baozhu asked Feng Yi about the receipts. Feng Yi simply said that the receipts were in the bedroom drawer and that she could just take them if she needed them.
Feng Yi thought Tang Baozhu already knew, since he hadn't locked the drawer. He didn't expect his wife to be so careless. They had been married for over a year, and she had never thought of asking him for his salary.
Sometimes he really wondered if his wife looked down on his meager salary, but every time he got paid, he still automatically reported it to her.
Tang Baozhu truly had no concept of money, because she was already flush with cash. Her spatial storage was overflowing with countless resources, including a vast collection of precious jewelry.
Especially since she had just transmigrated, she robbed the landlord Yang's basement. Afterwards, he took stock of the things and found that there were a lot of valuable items, including dozens of boxes of gold bars.
So she really doesn't care about the few dozen yuan salary Feng Yi gives her, and she doesn't plan to go out and spend money. There's nothing to buy right now, and she won't be able to buy anything good if she goes out, so why bother?
So he now has several hundred yuan in his drawer. His monthly salary is about 30 yuan, which is a lot. In this era, his annual salary is almost 400 yuan. Apart from the occasional gift he has to give, he doesn't have any other expenses.
Money can only be saved if expenses are high; otherwise, it's impossible to save any.
"Brother Yi, shouldn't we plant the wasteland at the bottom of the hill? It's already been delayed for more than a month. If we don't plant it soon, it feels like we won't be able to grow two crops. It feels like such a waste, such a pity."
Feng Yi thought it was indeed time to plant it. For the past month or so, he had been so focused on the children that he had completely forgotten about the wasteland.
“Okay, since you’re not going out today, I’ll go and clear out that spot in a bit. Oh, by the way, I ordered a small bed for our child from the carpenter. It has wooden wheels so it can move around. I just heard that the wheels aren’t very durable. Luckily, if the wheels break, we can get them replaced. It won’t cost much to replace the wheels. This way, we can take advantage of nice weather to push them around. It’s good for the child and for you. At least you won’t have to carry them around all the time.”
Feng Yi is now considered a qualified stay-at-home dad. He also learned that if a new mother holds her baby frequently, she is prone to hand pain, and this pain will last for a long time.
He couldn't bear to see his wife's hands hurt. She wouldn't even do heavy work normally, let alone carry two children. Although one child doesn't seem heavy now, he was sure her arms would ache in a few months. So, he took precautions and asked a carpenter to make a small bed.
"Brother Yi, you've really thought of everything. I hadn't even considered that. It seems that the carpenter is indeed very skilled; otherwise, he probably wouldn't have been able to make it."
In Tang Baozhu's memory, this era was one of poverty, where everything was scarce, so she really didn't know that there were actually rolling beds.
"It's alright, but that carpenter is really good. He's famous around here. I just need to give him a general idea, and he knows what to do."
After saying that, he waited a while longer. Seeing that his wife had nothing to say, Feng Yi picked up his hoe and other tools and walked down the hillside.
Tang Baozhu didn't say anything after he left. The two children are now in a state of eating and sleeping all day. They probably spend 21 out of 24 hours a day sleeping.
So when I saw that they were asleep again, I prepared to go out into the bamboo forest to take a look.
Last winter, they originally planned to dig for bamboo shoots, but her belly was too big, so Feng Yi wouldn't let her dig. He thought his wife wanted to eat them, so he dug up several sacks of bamboo shoots himself.
Actually, Tang Baozhu just wanted to experience the fun of digging bamboo shoots. However, she didn't waste the bamboo shoots. She directly asked Feng Yi to blanch them in water first and then dry them outside.
Now I occasionally use those dried bamboo shoots to stew meat, and it's so delicious.
Moreover, after the bamboo shoots are dried, the original amount of bamboo shoots becomes very small, and there are not many left after eating them. Now she is thinking of going to see if there are any spring bamboo shoots to dig up.
Of course, she wouldn't dig it herself, because as someone who often holds and breastfeeds babies, she wouldn't allow herself to be unclean.
If she saw a lot, she planned to ask Feng Yi to dig it up. After all, he also really liked eating braised pork with dried bamboo shoots. It shouldn't be a problem to put in a little extra effort for a dish he likes.
When Tang Baozhu arrived at the bamboo forest, she found that there were many bamboo shoots sprouting up. Some of them were already very tall, while others had just sprouted. Those that were already very tall probably couldn't be eaten, right?
Knowing there were many bamboo shoots inside, he didn't go back immediately. He wanted to see if there were any bamboo fungus inside, since he had heard it was a rare delicacy that could only be found in bamboo forests.
After searching for a while without finding it, I simply gave up. I heard that this kind of thing is quite rare, and not being able to find it means that I'm not destined to have it.
We picked a lot of wild vegetables nearby; they were all freshly sprouted and very tender. It would be nice to have them once in a while.
I didn't bring any other tools or equipment. I just pinched off a handful, enough for lunch, and went back home, worried that if I stayed outside for too long, the two children would wake up.
When I got back, I heard some whimpering coming from the bedroom. She wasn't crying, but she just kept whimpering.
They like to whimper whenever it's not time for them to sleep. At first, I thought they were uncomfortable, but later I realized that they just like to do that. When they whimper, adults will go to check on them, and they can feel that an adult is nearby, which makes them feel a little more comfortable.
I don’t know why, but I always felt that the two of them lacked a sense of security. This was the first time Tang Baozhu had encountered such children, so she tried her best to pat their backs whenever they whimpered to give them a sense of security.
After putting the wild vegetables aside and washing my hands, I hurried to the bedroom. Without saying a word, I patted their backs, one in each hand, to stop their whimpering.
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