Jin Meng was thinking of hurrying on, taking them to his uncles' place, and then rushing back, figuring the little girl was still at his house.
Tang Baozhu followed the old woman into her house. The house was quite tidy, and there were two little girls playing in the mud in the yard. They looked to be two or three years old, probably the old woman's granddaughters.
Jin Meng's mother had already noticed that her youngest son had been staring at the little girl. She figured he must have fallen for her.
He had been secretly observing her and found that the girl was indeed quite pretty. His youngest son had always wanted to marry a very beautiful girl, so it was no wonder he couldn't take his eyes off her.
"What's the little girl's name? She's so pretty."
"Auntie, my name is Tang Baozhu."
"Okay, Baozhu, are you planning to transport all this firewood at once, or will you come back for more when you've used it all?"
Tang Baozhu thought that there was still a little open space behind her house. She could pile the firewood on the wall behind the house and cover it with tarpaulin. That should be enough. Taking it out little by little would be too troublesome.
"Auntie, let's transport it all at once. We can pile it on the wall behind the supplies. We just need your help to get the firewood over there."
"No problem, my three sons are all quite strong. They'll be off work soon anyway, so I'll have them push it over for you."
"Thank you so much, ma'am. Ma'am, could you please calculate the total cost?"
"Firewood doesn't cost much, and I guarantee I'll get you a lot, enough for a year."
Tang Baozhu didn't think it was expensive, so she took out 5 yuan from her pocket and handed it to Da Tang. "Auntie, here's the money. I'll go back and wait now. The rooms at the educated youth settlement aren't quite ready yet, so I won't stay any longer."
Jin Meng's mother accepted the money directly. She wouldn't refuse payment just because her son liked the girl. One thing at a time.
On the way back, I ran into the old lady's son. Although he was quite handsome, I didn't know him well, so I just nodded and hurried past.
Jin Meng felt quite disappointed that he hadn't made it despite rushing so hard. Suddenly remembering something, he quickly ran home.
He felt that his mother must have some useful information in what she had just said to the girl, so he wanted to ask his mother for more details about the girl.
Back at the educated youth settlement, Tang Baozhu learned that the firewood would only be delivered after the other sons of the old lady's family finished work.
He went back inside to pack his things and found two clothes suitable for this era, which he planned to wear when he went to work.
The weather outside is quite hot during the day. I think I'll need to prepare things like straw hats, gloves, and masks when I go to work.
My body is in excellent condition thanks to the daily use of wood-type superpowers. If I didn't prepare these things, my increasingly healthy skin would definitely get sunburned.
I was tidying up inside when I heard a commotion outside. I knew it was time to finish work and the people from the educated youth compound were coming back.
I went to the doorway and looked at the stove. I found that the yellow mud on it had dried out. I figured I'd need to get some firewood ready and start a fire. After drying it a bit more, it should be fine.
It was a busy day, and I felt really tired, so I went outside to chat with everyone.
As soon as she came out, she heard Xu Man asking Li Feifei a question, "Feifei, what kind of work do you do when you're at work? Is it tiring?"
Tang Baozhu glanced at the workers leaving work. They seemed to be able to handle it, not too tired, but probably used to it. She wondered if the newcomers like herself could manage.
"It's alright, it's not harvest time yet, it's just weeding and stuff. We've been doing this for so many years, we're used to it. But you guys will probably suffer a bit when you first arrive, since you're not used to it yet. Our hands are so calloused, we don't even feel pain when we're pulling weeds anymore."
After speaking, Xu Feifei stretched out her hand to show everyone the calluses on it.
Tang Baozhu also took a look and saw that there were indeed thick calluses. Just thinking about it made her feel scared. She didn't know if she could endure it. She had enjoyed a lifetime of happiness in her previous life. She didn't know if she could endure the suffering in this life.
Just thinking about it gives me a headache. Luckily, I have all kinds of medicine. I remember I have some "power pills" (a traditional Chinese medicine for strength). I'll take one tonight. I think I won't be so tired when I go to work.
The more I thought about it, the better the idea seemed, and I could hear other people talking in my ears.
People kept bringing firewood, and soon the firewood that Tang Baozhu had ordered arrived.
Leading the group was Jin Meng, whom I had just met, followed by two tall, imposing men who were presumably his two older brothers.
"Please help me put the firewood in the back, against the wall. After you've finished piling it up, please cover it with an oilcloth so it won't get wet when it rains. Don't worry, I have an oilcloth here."
Tang Baozhu led them to the backyard, where they were piled up behind the house where she lived. The others piled up in a similar way, and if there wasn't enough space, they could also pile them up against the wall.
"Okay, Tang Zhiqing, don't worry, we'll stack them very neatly for you, and make sure they don't fall down."
Even with a cart, three people can't carry too much at once; it takes several trips to get it all.
Tang Baozhu wouldn't wait there indefinitely. She saw that the other educated youth were preparing to cook. She decided to cook some rice for herself first, and then come over to cook the side dishes after she was done cleaning up.
I was just about to cook when I realized I wondered if the original owner's parents had noticed that the rice and flour were missing. They probably knew I had taken some.
Just imagining how angry they'd be makes me incredibly happy.
He took a bundle of firewood, went to the stove, cooked the rice, and sat down by the stove to start a fire.
Tang Baozhu felt that if it weren't for the original owner's memories, she might have forgotten how to start a fire.
There's nothing I can do; I lived too long in my past life, and my modern memories are becoming increasingly blurry, so I can't remember them anymore.
After all the firewood was brought over, there was a huge pile of firewood at the back. Knowing they were coming for the last time, we hurried over. We went inside and got them an oilcloth to cover the firewood.
Jin Meng's two older brothers were quite surprised by how hard he worked this time.
You see, to them, this younger brother was the kind of person who was lazy and liked to eat and do nothing. He would rather sit than stand, and he would rather lie down than sit.
I didn't expect them to be so diligent this time.
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