Zheng Baozhu collected the peanuts in the space and sold them to Dong Mei's family. Song Sicheng was also about to go back to school.
Naturally, Chen Lifang was reluctant to let her daughter go, so she packed a large bag of seafood from the store for her to take with her.
Zheng Baozhu smiled and said, "Mom, have you forgotten that Dongxian Island has plenty of seafood?"
Chen Lifang silently took out the things and put them on the shelf.
Zheng Baozhu went forward and hugged Chen Lifang: "The phone at home is connected. We can talk often after we go back."
Cheng Lifang's eyes moistened: "It will take a year for mom and dad to see you again."
"Not necessarily. If my family needs me, I will come back immediately."
Chen Lifang was very happy to hear that her daughter could come back, and she told her daughter not to be frugal in the army and to tell her family if she was short of money.
After the store officially opened, business was very good. Zheng Youlin went out to take orders every day. He knew many friends and could get a lot of supplies.
Some factories with poor performance were revitalized after Zheng Youlin sold their unused goods. When they saw Zheng Youlin coming, they welcomed him warmly as if he were the God of Wealth.
Before leaving, Zheng Baozhu asked for the key to the warehouse, and picked a bag of oranges, apples, persimmons, and pomegranates from the space and left them there.
Chen Lifang blamed: "You bought so much last time and you didn't finish it."
Zheng Baozhu said: "The purpose of making money is to enjoy life. If you can't afford to buy this or eat that, what's the point of working so hard to make money?"
Zheng Youlin said: "Baozhu is right. We don't have other children in our family. Baozhu is already married. We two eat well and drink well and are in good health. Baozhu won't worry if she is out there."
With a parent like Zheng Youlin who doesn't spoil the fun, Zheng Baozhu saves herself a lot of trouble.
…
Song Zhiting counted the days. His son was about to start school and Zheng Baozhu should be back soon.
I cleaned every room and went to the market to buy rice, flour, vegetables and meat.
Sure enough, that day, Song Zhiting received a call from home saying that Zheng Baozhu had already taken Song Sicheng on the train.
The next day, after getting off the train and leaving the station, the sharp-eyed Song Sicheng saw Song Zhiting.
"dad!"
Song Sicheng trotted over, Song Zhiting picked her up and took the bag from Zheng Baozhu.
The three of them got in the car, and Song Zhiting looked at the person in the rearview mirror and asked, "Did you miss me at home?"
Of course, Zheng Baozhu would not be so self-indulgent as to think that he was talking to her.
Song Sicheng immediately replied: "I miss my dad."
…
When she got home, Zheng Baozhu found that the room that she had not lived in for many days was very tidy. Even the quilts on her and Song Sicheng's beds were folded into tofu blocks.
It must be that Song Zhiting folded it because he couldn't bear it.
Song Zhiting asked the two if they were hungry.
Zheng Baozhu thought that she had been away for so long and there was no food at home, so she decided to go to the army canteen to get food when it was time.
As a result, Song Zhiting was seen taking out a cabbage from the side room.
“Did you buy vegetables?”
Song Zhiting took out another piece of pork from the house: "And this."
Song Sicheng said happily: "Mom, let's make dumplings, okay?"
Zheng Baozhu said no problem, put on an apron and went to knead the dough.
…
Ding Peizhi knew that Zheng Baozhu had arrived, so she brought her two sons over.
The children ran out to play, and seeing Song Zhiting washing vegetables, Ding Peizhi said with an auntie smile: "It's really different with a wife. Knowing that you were coming back, Captain Song cleaned the house and went to the street to buy vegetables yesterday. He was very busy."
Zheng Baozhu smiled and said, "He wanted to welcome Sicheng."
Ding Peizhi smiled but said nothing.
After the cabbage and pork were washed, Song Zhiting started to chop the stuffing. Ding Peizhi also had to go back to cook, and they agreed to chat after dinner.
Song Sicheng came back after playing for a while and made dumplings with his parents.
When Li Na came in, she saw a happy family of three.
Zheng Baozhu invited Li Na to sit down. Li Na was holding an enamel bowl and a pair of chopsticks in her hand.
"I heard you were back, so I couldn't wait to come over. How does the spicy squid shreds I made taste?"
Zheng Baozhu had noodles in her hand, so Li Na picked up a piece of squid shreds with chopsticks and put them into her mouth.
After tasting it, Zheng Baozhu gave Li Na a thumbs up and said, "Sister Na, your spicy shredded squid is better than mine!"
Li Na said modestly: "Your cooking is still the best. So, I can make spicy squid strips and sell them at the market!"
Zheng Baozhu nodded: "It will definitely be popular."
After getting Zheng Baozhu's approval, Li Na went back happily.
…
Zheng Baozhu was rolling out the dumpling wrappers when Song Zhiting suddenly stood up and stretched his hand in front of Zheng Baozhu. Zheng Baozhu was startled and immediately leaned back, looking at Song Zhiting warily: "What are you doing?"
Song Zhiting's hand stopped in mid-air: "When you were eating the squid strips just now, the chili oil got on the corner of your mouth. I'll help you wipe it off."
I see.
Zheng Baozhu looked at the big hand in front of her: "You have flour in your hand."
Song Zhiting was stunned for a moment and went to the washbasin rack to get a towel.
Zheng Baozhu took the towel from Song Zhiting and wiped her mouth: "No more, right?"
Song Zhiting hummed and put the towel back in place.
…
Song Zhiting is not busy today and will come back early in the evening.
Dinner was the dumplings that were not finished at noon. After dinner, Zheng Baozhu asked Song Sicheng to exercise and go to bed early because school would start tomorrow.
There was water boiling on the stove. Zheng Baozhu said, "You use the hot water first, I'll boil some."
Song Zhiting washed his face and feet in the room. After washing, he poured out the water and sat in the room.
Zheng Baozhu hasn't washed yet. It's more troublesome for women to wash than for men. It would be inconvenient for her if Song Zhiting didn't leave.
Then he said, "Sicheng has to go to school tomorrow, so he needs to go to bed early. You and your son can talk tomorrow."
Song Zhiting was stunned for a moment before he realized that Zheng Baozhu was asking him to leave the room.
"Oh... It's rare that you come back early. I'm going to sleep now. You should go to bed early too."
During this time, Song Zhiting lived in Zheng Baozhu's room and forgot that he was living in another room.
Zheng Baozhu looked at Song Zhiting as he walked out. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt that he looked a little lonely.
…
It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. When Song Zhiting returned to his room, he felt very cold.
Lying on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, Song Zhiting was too cold to sleep.
Outside, Song Sicheng came back.
Zheng Baozhu was asking him to wash up.
Thinking of his son sleeping in a warm room, Song Zhiting felt jealous of his son for the first time.
In the spirit of sharing happiness and difficulties, Song Zhiting got up and went to Zheng Baozhu's room.
"Sicheng, you haven't run during the entire winter vacation. I'm worried that you won't be able to get up tomorrow. Come to my room and sleep. I'll call you in the morning."
Song Sicheng wanted to say that he could get up, but his father had already taken away his pillow and quilt.
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