Chapter 54

Qiao Wei took a bus back to the town. She went back to her own home first and put the white shirts she bought for herself at home. Then she went to Captain Zhao's home with a net bag, books, clothes she bought for Lin Xixi, peach cakes, etc.

"Sister-in-law~" she shouted at the gate.

Yan Xiang was the first to run over happily: "Mom!"

"Oh, I can't hold you, I can't hold you, Mom has so many things!" Qiao Wei rubbed Yan Xiang's head.

Lin Xixi stood up, shouted "Auntie,"

and then kept silent. Compared to before, she was obviously not in good spirits.

Sister Yang came over with a smile, wiping her hands with her apron: "Are you back? Is the bus crowded? Do you have a seat?"

"Yes, I sit every way there."

Qiao Wei and Sister Yang went into the house to talk.

"Huo, you bought so many books." Sister Yang was in awe when she saw the books.

All the books in her family, except for the red-covered precious books, were the children's textbooks. Because the big ones were used up, the small ones were used up. The book covers were almost all peeled off.

Qiao Wei bought so many books in one go.

Qiao Wei patted her net bag: "These are for Xiangxiang, all of them are picture books with little people."

She took out the clothes and pants she bought for Lin Xixi: "Take a look and see if they fit. She and I wear the same size."

Sister Yang picked them up and looked at them: "Medium, I think there is no problem. This is good."

She stood up and took the money and tickets to Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei collected the money and receipts for buying clothes, and then took out one of the two packs of peach cakes: "I bought some peach cakes for the children."

Sister Yang wanted to give her money, but Qiao Wei forced it on her: "I'm your aunt. Why are you being so polite to me?"

The two pushed each other for a few rounds, and Sister Yang took the money with a smile.

Qiao Wei led Yan Xiang home.

Sister Yang called Lin Xixi into the house and gave her new clothes: "Here you can change into them."

Lin Xixi held the new clothes and rubbed them.

To be honest, this was the first time someone took the initiative to buy clothes for her. In the past, she had to take the initiative to ask for them, and she might not get them.

When she was young, she had to pester her parents for clothes, but she might not get them, and she might even get beaten.

Later, she followed a man. When she was young and pretty, she could get what she wanted, but it became very difficult later.

She lived a very tight life.

Sister Yang took out three yuan and gave it to her: "From now on, I will give you three yuan every month as pocket money."

At this time, when children asked adults for money at home, they would give three or five cents. Giving ten or twenty cents was very generous.

Because red bean popsicles were only three cents, cream popsicles were only five cents, and ice cream was only ten cents.

On Saturday night, when having dinner with Yan Lei and his wife, Qiao Wei suggested that Lin Xixi should be given a job to earn wages. Sister Yang was of course not happy to lose a labor helper, but instead had an extra master to serve.

But Qiao Wei's words reminded her.

She herself was a person who did housework all day long, and now she suddenly had an easy time, of course, that was because Lin Xixi had taken on a lot of responsibilities.

Although the children were provided with food and lodging, they couldn't really let the children work for nothing. She wouldn't dare to ask her parents for money like her own children would. She

couldn't wait for the children to ask for money, so Sister Yang decided to give the children some pocket money every month.

Buy snacks or something.

As for big items like clothes, Sister Yang would buy them for her, and she wouldn't have to worry about it herself.

Lin Xixi didn't come to her uncle's house as a nanny in her previous life.

But the days she spent at her uncle's house for the past half month were actually similar to her previous life - washing clothes, cooking, and doing housework.

But here, she had her aunt to help her. She wouldn't scold her if something went wrong occasionally, and she wouldn't sit back and watch her do her job in leisure like her mother-in-law did. She

still washed clothes by hand, but that was the only way to do it in that era. Unlike her previous life, when the family bought a washing machine in the late 1980s, her mother-in-law didn't allow her to use it at all, and still made her wash clothes by hand.

The washing machine was just a decoration.

So although the work was similar, the experience and feelings were completely different.

Lin Xixi was confused in her life at this time. She took the new clothes and pants bought by her aunt and pocket money, and she actually thought that since women had to work for a lifetime, she might as well stay in her uncle and aunt's house and work for the rest of her life.

But she knew that this was not possible.

She still had to find a man to marry and have a child to take care of her in her old age.

But she was afraid that if she chose the wrong person, she would not survive the ten years. She was also afraid that if she survived the ten years, she would be crushed to pieces by the pain of the times. She

was both timid and cowardly.

She couldn't get out of it. In her heart, she always felt that there was no point in being reborn.

She was in a daze every day. The ambition and sense of superiority she had at the beginning of her rebirth had dissipated. She just followed her body's instincts every day

and lived the same way as in the past. In Sister Yang's eyes, her niece was just too strong and looked down on the man her uncle chose for her. But the good thing was that she didn't cry or make a fuss, and she didn't cause any trouble. She just worked and worked every day. She couldn't stop working, and her eyes were especially lively.

What a good girl.

Yingzi should really learn from her.

If Qiao Wei could get in touch with her more and understand her more deeply, she might find that Lin Xixi's symptoms at this time were depression, which is common in later generations.

But depression does not exist in this era, it does not exist.

Yan Lei came back and asked, "What books did you buy?"

Before Qiao Wei answered, Yan Xiang sat on the sunbed, sank into the big cushion and raised the picture book in his hand: "It's a picture book!"

Qiao Wei pouted: "It's all there."

On the sunbed, there was a pile next to Yan Xiang's short legs.

Yan Lei ignored the pile of comic books and looked at the word books first. He was very happy to see two red plastic-covered books of great quotes: "Learn more, this is the red sun that guides us, this is the lighthouse for sailing in the sea." This

was the education at that time. There were a lot of words and phrases like this. Cadres like Yan Lei heard them every day. Although they had no education or culture, they could say such words without hesitation.

But Qiao Wei didn't think it was excessive or corny.

A few years later, many middle-aged people suddenly realized their mistake after misunderstanding him for many years, and were ashamed and sweating.

More young people of the new generation are still shocked by the brilliance of his thoughts.

He is a true lone hero, and only time will accompany him and make him immortal.

"Of course you have to study hard." Qiao Wei said.

Yan Lei's heart was half relieved at once.

The great man's thoughts are brilliant and bright, and they will surely cleanse the rotten remnants of her petty-bourgeois thoughts.

He used his hand to pick up the comic book, and with a "whoosh", he rubbed Yan Xiang's head: "You have something to read these. Mom went all the way to the county to buy them for you."

Yan Xiang said sweetly: "Thank you, Mom."

Comic books are considered children's reading materials and are relatively safe.

Even if some of them are about ancient stories, it is not a big problem.

The most important ones are the literary books, which are piled up in the kitchen.

Yan Lei looked at the remaining books again: "Huh?"

He was surprised: "There are special books on farming and raising pigs?"

"Of course, we are a big agricultural country. As long as people are alive and breathing, they want to eat meat. Agriculture and animal husbandry, like spears and cannons, are the foundation of the country, and the country will certainly attach importance to them."

This book was bought for Yan Xiang.

Before Yan Lei came back, Qiao Wei had already shown this book to Yan Xiang.

When Yan Xiang reads this kind of book, his bright eyes will turn dark.

There is no need for Qiao Wei to "teach" him at all. After he supplemented his own word library through "The Adventures of Little Rag Doll", he could already absorb knowledge from books on his own.

At this time, the buff is manifested in an obvious way.

But Qiao Wei estimated that Yan Lei would be back soon, so she collected the technical books and gave him a picture book with pictures.

The darkness in his eyes disappeared, and they became bright and clear again. The buff was recessive, and he turned into an ordinary happy child.

Qiao Wei has realized that Yan Xiang's buff needs to be fed with knowledge. It

can also be switched on or off.

In this way, he can hide his talent attributes and behave like an ordinary child.

"Is this... a dictionary?" Yan Lei asked.

He picked up the brand new Xinhua Dictionary and flipped through it. Just when he thought "I need this thing", Qiao Wei said, "That's for you." Yan

Lei turned his head in shock.

Qiao Wei said, "The amount of words learned in the blind class is limited. Although you are smart and can guess the meaning from the context, you have to read it with the correct pronunciation. Otherwise, you will read it as a blank word and people will laugh at you."

This kind of thing has happened before.

Yan Lei chuckled.

He took the small dictionary and stroked it with his big hands, then looked at Qiao Wei's smiling eyes, feeling indescribably happy.

She was going to the county town, so remember to buy something for him.

Qiao Wei thought about it and asked Yan Xiang to go through the Xinhua Dictionary first. He finished it and had a complete word bank. It would be much smoother for him to automatically acquire knowledge in the future.

It was a pity that there was no "Modern Chinese Dictionary". That word bank was the most complete. Even the people in the bookstore had never heard of it. It must be that it has not been published yet.

But theoretically, it should not be too many years away from being published. Then they can buy it for the father and son.

"Dad." Yan Xiang covered half of his face with the comic book, revealing a pair of round and bright eyes. He said seductively, "Mom bought peach cakes. Do you want some..."

"Dad doesn't want to eat!" Qiao Wei glared at him. "Dad is a good boy. Eat dinner first, finish your meal well, and wait until you are full before you have a snack."

The scheming child was exposed. He put down the comic book, sighed for a long time, and pouted his mouth.

Yan Lei laughed.

During the meal, Qiao Wei asked Yan Lei again: "Where can you buy the fabric for military uniforms like this?"

"Why buy this?"

"I saw someone wearing it in the county. I think it's pretty good, and I want to wear it too."

"Military casual clothes?"

"Really?"

"Then you don't need to buy fabric." Yan Lei laughed, "You are a military family member, if you say you don't have other things, what the army has, how can we not have it. Just tell me what you want."

Qiao Wei thought for a while and said: "I want two pairs of pants first. The green kind, not the blue one."

Because she bought a bunch of white shirts.

Qiao Wei came to this world as an unmarried woman, got a husband and became a married woman, and painlessly upgraded to a mother, but her mentality is getting younger and younger for some reason.

White shirt and green military pants, pure era literature, too pure!

Hehehe!

"I want a green military shoulder bag."

In fact, there are not many ordinary people wearing green military uniforms in the county. But Qiao Wei knows that green military uniforms will be the mainstream fashion in the future.

Military supplies are even more fashionable items.

"I want a kettle."

"Don't you have one at home?"

"Isn't that Xiangxiang's? You can't mix drinks. If someone gets an infectious disease, it will be transmitted through the kettle. One for each person, one for each person."

Qiao Wei was disappointed that she didn't bring a kettle today.

The habits of later generations are too strong. If the demand for tickets was not so strong in this era, she might not always remember to bring a wallet.

But I really didn't think of the kettle, which was clearly placed in the house, next to the clock. However, the vending machines and convenience stores that are everywhere in later generations have strongly covered the original owner's daily imprint of "bringing a kettle when going out".

Qiao Wei was thirsty all morning in the county today, and only drank several cups of boiled water when she arrived at the hotel.

Yan Lei: "Okay."

The two most time-consuming parts of the courtyard renovation - the vegetable garden and the path, have been completed.

Next, Qiao Wei thought about it and decided to paint the house white.

In fact, their bedroom is okay, mainly because the wall of Yan Xiang's room is too dirty. In order to cover the dirty wall, the calendar pasted later is also ugly.

Moreover, the calendar paper was only pasted around the kang, and the walls in other places below the kang were also dirty.

Qiao Wei wiped it with a rag, but it was useless, and the white layer was exposed. She had to paint it again.

Yan Lei was not afraid of spending money, and he didn't feel bad about spending the money on his own home. But he didn't have that much time, and he only had one day off every week. So he meant to hire someone to paint the walls.

But Qiao Wei said, "I'll do it."

He felt that he could trust her with other things, but for this matter... Yan Lei's eyes showed distrust.

"What do you mean?" Qiao Wei was dissatisfied.

"Tired." Yan Lei said, "You have never done it before, so you think it is easy. In fact, it is very tiring. This is all physical work."

"Didn't you say that I lack exercise?" Qiao Wei said, "Just think of it as exercise."

"I'll try it first. If I really can't do it, we can still hire someone else."

"The worst that can happen is that you will laugh at me."

"Why would you laugh at me?" Yan Lei said with a stern face, "Taking the initiative to participate in labor construction, this kind of positive attitude should be encouraged. The result is not important, not important."

Qiao Wei stretched out her hands and pulled his face on both sides: "Then why do you keep your mouth back?"

Yan Lei couldn't hold it anymore and laughed.

Qiao Wei had thin arms and legs, and couldn't do heavy work. Even to wash clothes, she had to shake a wooden rack. He actually didn't believe that she could really do it herself.

But... she was so proactive, Yan Lei was happy to see it.

No nonsense, just do it.

If she couldn't do it, he would take over.