Qin Wanwan smiled brightly, as if she was a little sun, naturally able to provide heat: "Take one first to taste it, hehe, the rest are mine."
In the middle of winter, the snow fell layer upon layer. Looking outside from the door, the roof, the ground, and the treetops were all covered with white reflections.
It should have been an extremely cold scene, but Xiang Mianmian felt warm inside.
Her eyes were warm. "You just think maintenance is fun right now. Actually, the chemistry department is the best for you. When you graduate and go to the methane plant, I'll definitely let my fifth sister look after you."
Qin Wanwan stuffed a pill into his mouth, and raised the corner of his mouth proudly: "Are you kidding? I'm your best friend, Sister Lili will definitely protect me, do you still need me to say it?"
The two lived in the same family compound and had been close friends since kindergarten, a friendship that could be described as close as wearing open-crotch pants.
Qin Wanwan also came to Xiang's house frequently and was familiar with Xiang Lili, but they were four years apart in age and could not play together. It was definitely not to the point of being under her protection.
She was just relying on her best friend's power.
Xiang Mianmian was speechless: "I told you you're fat and you're already panting. Pull your feet in, or they'll get burnt if you keep roasting them."
Qin Wanwan quickly pulled the shoes back, feeling distressed: "Ah, these are the shoes my sister-in-law made for me! If they break, my mother will beat me to death."
These are a new pair of cotton shoes with cotton inside. They have one more process than ordinary cloth shoes and are more troublesome to make. If they are really burned, you will definitely get a beating.
Her feet are still growing. These shoes can only be worn for one or two years, and will also be passed on to her younger sister Qin Sui. How can they be burned?
Fortunately, Xiang Mianmian reminded her in time. The little girl jumped up and moved away from the brazier. She looked at her shoes left and right, and finally saw only a small black spot burned by a spark.
The small black spots are not obvious, and you have to look closely to see them on the dark blue upper.
She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, then sat down and relaxed, stretching out her hands to warm them. "I'm not going to lift my feet up anymore. These are new shoes, and they'll take at least two years to wear."
Although the shoe upper is made of just a little cloth, rubber soles are expensive these days. Ordinary people wear multi-layer soles, which are made by pasting scraps of cloth and glue layer by layer on cardboard, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
It takes a skilled worker two days to make a pair of cloth shoes. Children's shoes are basically the old ones worn by their older brothers and sisters.
New shoes are so rare, no wonder she looks at them like the apple of her eye.
Xiang Mianmian moved her toes. This pair of shoes was also made by her sister-in-law. For some reason, her eldest sister-in-law Wang Chunting made a pair of shoes for everyone in the family.
When asked, she said it was the end of the year and she was giving benefits to her family.
When Xiang Mianmian heard this, she almost dreamed of returning to the modern live broadcast room:
"My family is giving away a treat! This authentic Nail product from Hong Kong and Taiwan is available at counters nationwide for only 998, guaranteed authenticity and value! There are only 666 orders left, come to 321 and click on the link!
The roaring voice, the crazy central control, the flushed face, it seems that if you don’t place an order, you will miss out on 100 million.
But it is obvious that Wang Chunting is definitely not a sales anchor. There is no hypocrisy. The family she talks about is her real family.
This benefit may not necessarily be a benefit. There must be something wrong, but people are just embarrassed to say it.
But it has nothing to do with her being a little girl. Wang Chunting is an adult with two children. What can she ask for help?
Xiang Mianmian shook off this doubt, took out a small shell-shaped object from her arms, threw it to Qin Wanwan, and said with a smile:
"This is clam oil. Use it to prevent frostbite. Take it home and use it sparingly. This will last until spring."
When it snows heavily in winter and it is extremely cold, people are very likely to get frostbite. This will cause redness, swelling, pain and itching, and will recur the following year, making it difficult to cure.
Although there is frostbite cream, it is more expensive than clam oil, and being able to get clam oil in Shanghai is quite a skill.
Hot water requires charcoal made from coal or wood, but many families are simply reluctant to do so and simply wash with cold water. It can be said that nine out of ten people in the county town suffer from frostbite.
Qin Wanwan was so anxious that she was in a panic when the shells were thrown at her. Fortunately, they did not fall into the brazier. They were blocked by her hands and finally fell to the ground.
The clams were swollen and dangling on the ground, but they were still quite tough and not broken.
She pouted, tilted her chair up and bent over to pick it up. "What are you doing? Can't you just give it to me? Wouldn't it be wasted if it fell into the brazier?"
"Who knew you were so dull that you couldn't even catch it from so close."
Qin Wanwan picked it up and dusted it off. "Luckily it's not broken. I heard this thing is from Shanghai. It's very rare. Where did you get it?"
Xiang Mianmian leaned back in her chair and said, "My second brother-in-law gave it to me. The methane plant often ships lighters there, and the driver brings back some local specialties along the way."
She told the truth.
In fact, other factories across the country had also begun to produce flint lighters, but the methane factory seized the opportunity two years earlier, and the Shanghai Stock Exchange became accustomed to purchasing goods from it.
Compared with those imported from foreign countries, lighters produced by methane factories are cheap and durable. Why do Shanghai vendors buy lighters that are shipped from overseas and are extremely expensive?
It’s amazing how many people these orders have created. Not only have they hired old employees from the match factory, but they’ve even been able to recruit several graduates. That’s pretty good.
For this, the director of the methane plant praised Chen Wei highly. Since he was too young, he could not find an excuse to promote him, so he simply promoted Chen's father. Now there are two leaders in the family.
Qin Wanwan drooled, his eyes filled with hope. "I've also heard that White Rabbit candy is delicious. I'll want this next time!"
"I think you're delicious!"
He rolled his eyes at Mianmian. This girl was daydreaming again and making a wish.
"Isn't it said that seven White Rabbits equal a cup of milk? I want to try this. Please ask my second brother-in-law to bring it to us~"
Qin Wanwan gave a flattering smile, stood up and pinched Xiang Mianmian's shoulders and pounded her legs, flattering her to the utmost.
Just like the palace maids serving the Empress Dowager.
She was not annoyed when Xiang Mianmian ruthlessly waved her away. She just looked at her best friend pitifully, as if she would cry like a fool if she couldn't eat the candy.
"Why are you acting so weird? Why should I give you candy...Okay, okay, I'll bring it to you when I get a chance! Get out of here! Stop it!"
Xiang Mianmian was halfway through being tough, but when he saw Qin Wanwan going out to make a snowball, he quickly raised his hands in surrender.
This girl really stuffed snowballs into her collar.
Even if you don't stuff a snowball into my mouth, just putting your cold hands on the back of your neck will make you feel cold all over and your heart will be filled with joy.
It’s just a few candies, give it to her!
Qin Wanwan raised the corner of his mouth proudly, took a few handfuls of snow, rolled them into snowballs and tossed them around: "Be careful when you talk to me, what do you mean by 'there is a chance'? 'It's a must'!"
Her smug look makes people want to beat her up.
Because of the threat of the snowball in her hand, Xiang Mianmian dared not speak out. "It's a must, it's a must, okay? When the milk candies come to Shanghai, I promise to ask you to come and eat them first."
"Hmph, that's more like it. My dad always likes to give my brother the best food, but I can't even get a share. It makes me angry just thinking about it."
Xiang Mianmian frowned after hearing this.
She knew in her heart that this was the way the times were, but she couldn't stop feeling sad.
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