On a winter morning, a ray of morning light shines into the room through the window, and a faint scent of frost permeates the cold air.
Song Chucheng blew a breath on her glass window, and a thin layer of mist immediately floated on it. She wrote a word on it with her finger.
When Xu Ningxue walked in, she saw her sister-in-law like this.
Seriously! She had been with her sister-in-law for so long, and occasionally, unintentionally or subconsciously, she would take a closer look. In that instant, her heart would tighten. She was so beautiful, as beautiful as a porcelain doll.
She smiled and shook her head and said, "Why are you still acting like a child? Only Dabao and Tiantian would do this!"
"Sister-in-law, you're here! I just remembered that I used to do this when I was a kid." Song Chucheng was also quite embarrassed. This behavior was really a little childish, and she was caught by her sister-in-law.
Xu Ningxue noticed that she was shy and stopped teasing her: "Let's go quickly! Uncle Liu is waiting for us outside!"
"Okay! I'm done packing. Let's go out now." Song Chucheng took Xu Ningxue's hand and walked out.
There is a big market today, so let’s buy the things we need first. There will be another big market at the end of the month for the rest, which will be just the right time for everyone to prepare supplies for the New Year.
Song Chucheng thought to himself that by the end of the month, Su Mushang should be back!
Then I can go to the last big market of the year with her. This will be their first time to celebrate the New Year together and also the first New Year for their little family.
She was very much looking forward to it. In fact, she really wanted to take out the camera from the space and take some pictures to keep, but now she could only think about it!
As soon as the two of them walked out of the yard, Uncle Liu, Commander Xu's bodyguard, was already waiting for them outside. He was on his way to do some business and gave them a ride.
After a while, we arrived at the big market at the entrance of Hongqi Village.
"Thank you, Uncle Liu. You can go ahead and do your work. We'll be waiting for you here soon. Don't worry. We're not that fast either. It'll be almost time for you to come back after you're done."
After Xu Ningxue finished speaking, she saw the car driving away, so she took Song Chucheng's arm and walked towards the big market.
Song Chucheng herself didn't lack anything. As soon as Su Mushang left, she added everything she needed to the family. Now she picked out mountain products, as well as chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, and so on.
Of course, if there is honey, she will also want it. Although she has space for it, she still has to pick some to get by.
Xu Ningxue bought more, a lot of miscellaneous things, but she didn't let Song Chucheng mention it.
Let her stand by the road and wait, and Xu Ningxue finished carrying all the goods after a few trips back and forth.
After returning home, Song Chucheng sorted out the things he bought and entered the space.
She just saw the big basket of cabbages bought by her sister-in-law, and then she remembered the cabbages she had harvested in her own small vegetable garden, which were piled up in piles.
I used my mind to find two large vats and some small porcelain jars that were more in line with this era.
I found the ingredients for kimchi in the supermarket in the mall, and used my mind to pickle all the cabbages into kimchi.
After everything was done, looking at these pickles, Song Chucheng felt very guilty. She thought she must be the laziest among the time travelers.
One word "most" cannot describe her, two are needed.
She always just harvested and planted the vegetables grown in the small vegetable garden, but never took good care of them. Fortunately, the space had a fresh-keeping function, otherwise her space would have become a garbage dump long ago.
I have to clean up today no matter what.
Song Chucheng took out four jars of pickled vegetables from small porcelain jars, and then started to process the bok choy.
After scalding, all the clothes were hung out to dry. Song Chucheng set the alarm clock, fearing that he would forget the time.
There are also fruits in the villa area. Just thinking about it makes her dizzy.
Song Chucheng first dealt with the mango trees in the villa area, and arranged for dried mangoes and canned mangoes. As for the rest, she directly cleaned up the house opposite her retirement home and used it as a warehouse.
I found eight transparent storage boxes of the largest size and put the remaining mangoes neatly into them. I filled six large storage boxes and stacked them neatly in the empty room.
Then apples, oranges, pears, durian, coconuts, cherries, kiwis, and all the fruits were classified in one room.
After finishing all these, Song Chucheng went to the cake shop and made a mango mille-feuille and a durian mille-feuille.
Durian Thousand Layer can only be eaten in the space now. Its overbearing smell will not dissipate for a while even if you eat it secretly and wipe your mouth.
Thinking that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, if I mail the New Year gifts in the next two days, I can receive them before the Spring Festival.
Song Chucheng was a person who did whatever she thought of. Now it was time to choose New Year gifts. She made clothes for everyone in the Su family, but she ignored Su's eldest sister-in-law. Anyway, Su's mother had not mentioned her size in the previous letter, so she pretended not to know.
In addition to the local specialties, there were also pickled vegetables she made, and some dried fruits commonly found on Lizhou Island. However, these dried fruits were made from the fruits in her villa area, and eating them for a long time would be good for the body. After all, she had diluted them with Yuling water. With these things, she packed two large packages, and there were also two for Songjia Village.
Song Chucheng and her friends live a happy and fulfilling life, but Song Hanghang's situation is completely the opposite. She went to the post office today mainly to see if there was any letter from Song Qiuyue.
But when she asked, she not only got Song Qiuyue's letter, but also Song Guanghui's letter. She looked at the letter in her hand and was terrified!
She had coaxed Song Guanghui into doing a lot of things for her, and now he actually knew her address? Who told him? Apart from Song Qiuyue, she couldn't think of anyone else in Songjia Village who knew her address!
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